Comfort

Today is a nice day, I know because i was forced to leave the house before 12. I wanted to wear something easy (I wasn't planning to stay out for long), so I threw on a striped Urban dress and Corso Como wingtips. I was immediately told to change shoes by my brother. I'm aware that wingtips don't really do anything for my legs, but I don't care this morning. It's so freeing to put on something not necessarily sexy but supremely comfortable. I'm not saying to forgo fashion and style in favor of sweats, I frequently choose high heels over comfort. I am saying that every once in a while, wear something comfy and out of style.