Are you wondering what the hell I am wearing? It's a hybrid of sorts. It's my Pilates workout gear, but with a vest and boots to make it a little more "outfit-like". A little more, "street"... if you will.
I did and taught Pilates all weekend and I did not take yoga pants off once. Well, to shower, but that's it. I wore them to work out. I wore them to the store. I wore them to breakfast. Lunch. Out to dinner. You get the gist. I did not realize (until I took these photos), however, how absolutely unflattering these things are. It should be illegal for me to wear any skin tight pants that are not VERY, VERY black. These gray ones show evvvvverything. Shit. Bad move. Holy Cheesecake Factory, Batman.
I found this sweet bag this weekend. A big "carry all" that also allows me to tote my yoga/Pilates mat around. You know, juuuust in case you need to bust out a spontaneous downward dog, or double-legged teaser. I took this bag back the same day though because part of it was unraveling. I got another one. Not quilted, and in black. You know, to match the only color or pants I will ever wear again in public.
Weekend recap... it was 70 degrees in Charlotte all weekend and I enjoyed EVERY minute of it. Windows down, music up, and cocktails during the day. Who could ask for anything more?