This winter has been the best winter, sartorially, and also… the laziest.
Since discovering that having a few items that I really love instead of having a ton of items I kinda like, my daily dressing has been utterly easy. I can roll out of bed, and flop onto the floor of clothing in my dresser-less bedroom, and moments later, be wearing precisely that which was under me, and look perfectly passable as a cognizant human. This winter has been heavy on the freelance tip, and rolling/shuffling/reaching-out-and-grabbing-nearest-object-ing is about all I can muster in the morning before getting to work.
That being said, I rely on uniforms. I have several. Most often, though, it’s some kind of recreation of the below:
Rolling my pants inward & putting them over the boot is probably not something I’ll do again. I don’t really like how it looks. Thoughts?