Looking back at old pictures of myself I can only marvel at how awful I looked, yet I seem to remember caring a great deal about how I presented myself. Now I feel a lot more relaxed about meeting strangers without a jot of make-up on a bad hair day. That's not to say that I don't prefer looking nice, of course I do. But two years ago, I doubt I would have worn a tracksuit or trainers for a walk in the woods.
As I begin to let myself go (a process which I fear can only end badly... but we're ignoring that for now) I have noticed the need for more nice lazy day clothes. My style used to be far more cute t-shirt and hoodie casual, so I have plenty of tops past their sell-by date. But due to my severe hatred of any trousers vaguely related to the tracksuit I am finding myself changing into my PJs when I get home, because I cannot stand my uniform trousers - another post topic in themselves, so horrendous are they.
So I decided I could do with some nice lazy style bottoms, and soon found these in the sale.
Now normally I do not go for the David and Goliath style of clothing, which is a little bit cheerful and, well, annoying for me. Exacerbating my irritability of the garments is a fact that I cannot see how the shop has anything to do with the biblical story of David and Goliath.
But these are so unbelievably soft; apparently they are an 100% cotton 'babysoft knit'. No idea what that means, but they satisfy my lazy side.