Yes, I am aware that I’ve been wearing my blue fleece every day.
It’s from Old Navy and it cost $15 which is all I can afford to spend on myself during this global economic crisis. Big and warm, it’s perfect for turning down the expensive heat and eating everything in sight.
I should be concerned that I’m wearing it too often — especially in my small town where I see the same people every day.
Wednesday night I wore it under my green down vest to Caroline’s choir practice. I thought it looked bright and festive, like I’d just breezed in from doing something really sporty.
Friday afternoon I picked up my daughers at school. Moms were complaining about the cold, rubbing their skinny arms and shivering. I strolled right past them, cozy and warm with my blue fleece zipped smugly up to the top.
Saturday morning at Elizabeth’s basketball game, the local MILFs were dressed-to-kill, perched on the tiny elementary school bleachers in suede boots, hip jeans, and full-on make-up. I sat behind them and kicked back…in my blue fleece.
I put it on again today, ready for a day of lounging in front of the fire and reading my new book. My youngest daughter who wears nothing but tutus and sequins sneered at me. I saw her.
Perhaps I should care. But I don’t. Or maybe I should care that I don’t care, but my blue fleece keeps me cozy.
And right now, I need cozy.
Small Town. Small Times. 
Oh yeah, I love fleece too. It must be in the genes. Cozy trumps everything.
We do have cozy genes. That’s why we love soft chairs, good books and coffee + pie at 3:30 in the afternoon.
Mine uniform is a hideous brown hoodie with fake fur trim on the hood. I know it’s beyond it’s prime and I shouldn’t be wearing it every day …….but frankly ,i just don’t care what these people think of me 🙂
Here’s to homely and warm!
Yeah – you go girl-in-the-brown hoodie! I say I don’t care either, but on I did write a whole post defending it. Perhaps I care more that I want to.
fleece ROCKS. And those MILFs are jealous of it. You know they are.
Damn straight, sister.
I’ve been wearing a brown fleece myself that is perfect for Florida’s winter! If nothing else, one must always be comfortable!
Had to chuckle at your daughter’s sneer — one day she’ll understand!
Ahhhh, Florida’s winters. I’m so jealous! And yes, someday my daugher will understand that….but from what I see, it won’t be for a very loooonnnngggg time.
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