Neverending Snow and Camo Sweatpants

In an attempt to send out an SOS or give proof of life, I’m writing this post. Previously I don’t think I’ve ever been prone to experience seasonal affective disorder, but this neverending hell of BLAH people are still calling winter is indeed making me SAD. I stare into the blogosphere and see cute dresses, spring decorations and open toe sandals and I go from SAD to all the sudden wondering how my web-browser is opened to real estate pages for Hawaii. And I’m ashamed to admit I’ve been wallowing in my own despair, I stare at my winter clothing and boots in disdain, while it’s too cold to wear the cute spring items I’ve been hoarding and so the alternative is I wear my camo sweatpants.

Similar to my prior setbacks where I tend to dress like Britney Spears in her Kevin Federline days, in my snow derived depression I’ve taken to wearing my camo sweats out a bit more than my close friends and family would like. Case in point my 30-something birthday was spent last week on the couch in camo and Netflix. G2 offered to take me out, but I didn’t want to change- or move. I was going to write a post later that week, musing about birthdays or style- but didn’t feel fit to advise on anything if I was hitting the post button swaddled in the mothership of camo fleece. And so in an effort to break the mood, I’ve started spring cleaning. Washed all my winter clothes and vacu-packed everything including the sweats (till we meet again friend). Funny how some organization can shake off a mood and get you inspired!

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