Good (late) afternoon Monday. Listen, I don't know if we're in some sort of acid/peyote induced retrograde, but I'ma feeling funky today. Super duper funky. I'm just feeling like the universe is not being a pal lately and forces are conspiring to make me wonder what in hell is happening. All I can say is I'm both shaken and stirred, off kilter, and definitely not on board. Oh and I'm speaking in endless cliches, as well as emotional eating (did I need that homemade strusel? Yes, yes I did) to wash it all down. Hopefully, this too shall pass. See, cliches again. Told ya I'm a mess.
But besides my mess, I had the wonderful fortune of being crammed into the early morning A train this morning, and damn if no less than five separate people were wearing cargo pants. YES. CARGO PANTS. If you're looking down at your own pants and feeling shame because they are cargo pocketed, you should. Unless you're working as a ranger or having some recreation in a park/campground setting, you gotta stop wearing these. And no, I'm not talking about the cute skinny ones with the zippers on the ankle that all the cute girls have been wearing the past few seasons. I'm talking about straight up Bear Grylls cargo pants. It's just not a good idea. Trust me. And I'm not explaining any further. You just have to go with it and rethink your pants choices. It's time for something new, and perhaps if you stop wearing cargo pants, I'll feel less funky. I can't guarantee this, of course- chances are I'll still be thinking of an ice cold dirty martini from Balthazar at 9 am, but there's always a chance that if we collectively made better fashion choices, I may be in a better mood. Enough with the cargo pants already.
And as for the nonsensical nature of this post, I can't help myself. It's been a cuckoo couple of days and I'm punchy from Coke Zero and lack of sleep (bad combo I know). No more cargo pants, boys. And if you're a girl who wears cargo pants, well then, I just don't know what to do for you. Cause that's what's up this Monday in the 21tizz. All the love, despite it all. Just say no to all this Monday muck and above all, say no to bad pants. What the cat said. XO