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Another Misadventure: Bethany vs. Tights, Part 2

1 Apr

I have a lot of patterned tights: black polka dots, black stripes, black criss-cross pattern, black and grey argyle, etc. I also have a lot of patterned skirts. Unfortunately, patterned tights and patterned skirts don’t always look the best together. All winter long, I’ve been relying on one pair of solid black tights to go with the flashier skirts. Those tights have seen the washing machine many a time over the past few months. I know it would have been easy to just go buy a few pairs of plain black tights, but every time I thought about it, I felt like I could make it to the end of winter. It seems like a silly thing to think when we had what felt like the longest, coldest, snowiest winter ever, but believing that spring and summer were just around the corner kept me positive.

This morning, I wanted to wear a super cute skirt that definitely calls for plain black tights. I pulled out my trusty companions, put them on, and realized they were looking a little run down- lots of lint and pills from too much wear. I decided to gently clean them up with one of those battery powered lint removers with the spinning blades- those things are SO. MUCH. FUN. Removing pills from sweaters with those devices is so satisfying, but SPOILER ALERT: don’t use them on tights.

My “do it gently” tactic didn’t work and I suddenly had a large hole on the ankle of my tights and no other black tights to wear! I guess I could have changed my outfit, but I really wanted to wear this skirt, so I had a genius idea: wear the tights on the bus, run to CVS, and buy some new ones to change into at work! Brilliant! But, I still had a rather large hole on my ankle and my commuter shoes wouldn’t cover that up. I was taught to never walk around with runs in your stockings!

Here is where I hit a new fashion low: I put black ankle socks on over my tights to cover the hole/hopefully prevent it from getting bigger on my walk…and then I put on black sneakers. Yes. Black sneakers over black ankle socks over black tights. It’s a look I would not recommend.

I made it to CVS just fine and got to the hosiery section. Side note: hosiery is a funny word. They usually have these “weatherless” tights that are thick enough to be tights but are slightly sheer and are super duper comfortable, but they were all out! I was going to settle for some “shaping” tights when I spotted a package that boasted a pair of something that could be worn as tights with the feet or as leggings with no feet. Well, I HAD to see what they were all about, so I grabbed those and headed to the register.

I got to work and, after telling my saga to a co-worker who suggested that an even better look would be the tights, socks, and my black heels, I popped into the bathroom to try out these legging tights. There were instructions on the inside of the packaging, which I of course ripped as I tried to free the tights from their wrappings. After I worked everything out, I pulled the tights on and put my feet into the “toe pockets” as instructed. Toe pockets! How cute! Anyway, these nifty things have a flap that fits over your foot and overlaps with another flap on the bottom of your foot, and you can pull them apart to roll up into leggings. Neat-o! I did have a slight problem, though: these things are suuuuuper long. I can pull them up around my rib cage. So, they’re currently rolled down to my waist (although they keep trying to unroll) and the roll is luckily hidden my my skirt’s waistband.

Now I have a cool pair of tights that are too big for me that I will never wear as leggings- but at least I know I have that option.

Also, changing your tights in a bathroom stall at work is super awkward.

Song of the Day: Undone- The Sweater Song by Weezer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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30 Jan

At what point in the year do you stop saying “Happy New Year”? I feel like it’s too late, but I’m saying it anyway since this is the first post of 2014. Happy New Year!

I have all these ideas bouncing around in my head to write about here on ITYWS (yes, we’re an acronym now!): my introversion and struggles with social anxiety, participating in pageants as a child, college shenanigans, thoughts on turning 30 in less than 2 months, etc., but today is going to be a post with TMI. Again. I like to over share.

One of my pet peeves that I’ve yet to mention here is really random. And awkward. And personal. Here goes:

It really bothers me when women wear underwear under tights or pantyhose. I realize that this is crazy. There’s no reason for it to bother me- another person’s underwear does not affect me or my life in any way and I usually have no way of even knowing if someone has underwear under tights. Typing this out actually makes me feel like a crazy person. This annoyance must stem from my days in dance lessons when people would wear underwear under tights under leotards. It’s not a good look.

I think my biggest issue is this: pantyhose and the majority of tights out there are designed to be worn in place of underwear. The fabric in the crotch-area (I shuddered as I typed that C-word. It’s my second least favorite C-word) is thicker than the nylon/spandex legs and is often cotton. Wearing underwear under pantyhose is like wearing two pairs of underwear. Also, if you’re then wearing dress pants or a skirt, you have THREE waistbands digging into your love handles, and no one wants that. That would be so uncomfortable! Ok, my rant is done.

Now, onto the TMI. I keep finding myself in situations where I should be wearing underwear and I’m not. When I went to the ER, I was wearing leggings as pajamas with no underwear.  Today, I’m wearing tights and I have a doctor’s appointment. It’s very uncomfortable when you’re led into the exam room, given one of those paper sheets, and told to strip down to your underwear to then have to say “I’m not wearing underwear”. I don’t know about you, but I always get flustered and feel the need to explain why. It’s like when you have to wear a hat because it’s -40 degrees outside or you get toothpaste on your shirt and don’t realize it until you get to work and you spend the rest of the day explaining your appearance: “My hair is usually much fluffier! It was the hat!”

I know medical professionals see a lot of stuff, and bodies aren’t really a big deal to them, but when you’re up on the exam table it’s nice to have something to help you maintain a semblance of decency- and also to not totally shock your doctor when he realizes you are butt naked under that sheet even though you were told you could keep your underwear on. I meant to throw some skivvies in my purse today so I’d be prepared when I changed into my gown at my appointment, but I was in a hurry and completely forgot. Guess I’ll be picking up some cheap undies at CVS on my lunch break!

Song of the Day: I’m Not Wearing Underwear Today from Avenue Q