Full disclosure: I’m at work right now, dressed for a full day ahead of me and, as fate would have it, I find myself obligated to hightail it uptown in order to meet my partner-in-sex’s parents for dinner. (Yes, I call him that to them as well. They appreciate it just as much as a member of PETA does short ribs.) Currently, I’m wearing burgundy leather trousers; they’re low slung and slightly drop crotch.
They’re also cropped at the ankle — just cropped enough to compliment my white high top sneakers, replete with red and blue side stripe, without exposing even a micro-inch (centimeter?) of ankle skin. I’m also wearing a white long sleeve t-shirt with a grey sweater from Uniqlo over it and a navy blue neckerchief. My coat is suede with fringe and to be completely honest, I totally forgot I was seeing sex-partners-in-law later today.
TGIF? I think not.
So, at some point during a lull-period today, I’m going to have to go home and change. Mostly because uptown is stuffy and I don’t know if they care for white sneakers. So, here’s what I anticipate changing into, keeping in mind that I will be coming back to work before I head uptown:
Light blue denim flare leg jeans (ill-fit in all their glory and not unlike these) with a light blue and white striped button up blouse (mine is from Brooks Brothers, yours can be from wherever you want it to be from), a red neckerchief instead of a navy one and because the temperature is high enough in spite of supposed precipitation, I will wear open toe, mid-heel sandals that say: you should be so thrilled your son decided to marry me, without also saying, I clean up after him.
Because, you know, I don’t.
Find yourself in a similar situation? The end-of-day meeting might not be with in-laws per se, but could be with equally stringent individuals who may or may not sometimes make you feel uncomfortable. Take a page from the book of man repelling and report back, wouldja?