Clown Pants

 

 

Pants: Hinge, Top: Diane von Furstenberg, Belt: Ralph Lauren, Shoes: Joan & David, Watch: Michael Kors

I have a rule about holidays. Unless I can use it as an excuse to decorate excessively, eat ridiculous amounts of food, wear a costume, or open a pile of presents, I don't celebrate it. That's just how it is. So this dark burgundy red top is about as close to Valentine's Day spirt as I'm going to get. Luckily, I mentally planned this outfit for today before I ever got home last night, because once I did, it was one big hot mess. I had planned to work on unpacking from my weekend back home in Michigan, but before I could do anything, all of my clothes flung themselves out of my suitcase and onto my floor. So rude. There was nothing I could do about it, especially after one-too-many glasses of wine with the roomie. . . . It was a miracle I made it out alive this morning. I literally had to climb over my suitcase to leave my room. Not an easy task when you're wearing what basically amounts to clown pants. Seriously. Another person could fit in these pants with me. That's how wide they are. And if tonight's wine consumption goes anything like last night's, I just might be putting that claim to the test.