Would you rather be comfortable or look good? That's an easy one for me. Comfort wins every time. For example, I need my jeans to be loose. When I say loose, I mean I want to be able to pull them down over my hips without unbuttoning or unzipping them. You never know when that will come in handy, right?
This morning I got grief for my latest fashion vs. function choice. Kim just doesn't understand why I now tuck in my undershirt. I'm not talking about tucking my t-shirt into my pants. I'm talking about going full bore -- tucking it all the way into my underwear.
OK, I get that it looks ridiculous. But, I got tired of my t-shirt riding up on me during the day. By late morning, my untucked t-shirt would be bunched up an inch or two above my belly button. I'd reach in, grab the bottom, and jam the t-shirt back into my pants. As long as I stayed perfectly still, there was no problem. As soon as I'd get up and move around, however, there it would go again. It started to get ridiculous. I was tucking and re-tucking my t-shirt a dozen times each day.
Finally, I bit the bullet. One day, I got out of the shower and said, the hell with it, I'm tucking this thing in, no matter what it looks like. What do you know? Twelve hours later I came home from work and my t-shirt was right where I'd put it -- tucked firmly into my underwear! Ever since, there's been no turning back.
You know what? I don't think it looks all that bad, either.
This is where the magic happens.
