Lots to think about this day of my first blog post: Haiti (please go to your fave charity’s website and give online if you haven’t already); medal winners (ALA and Golden Globe, though, as an author, I have to say I’m thinking more about the ALA winners–congrats, all!); and my work (employment-wise, 2010’s started off with a bang). I recently landed an assignment writing an essay on True Blood for an upcoming anthology (nothing like watching TV all day for work!) and a nice steady editing gig with a new book packager (insanely excited about the first two series I’m working on). Plus, I have a few manuscripts with my agent that I’m hoping will see some action soon.
But what I seem to be thinking about the most these days (to my everlasting shame) is yoga pants. More specifically, I’m wondering, a la Sarah Jessica Parker, if, as the mother of two teenagers, I should still be wearing yoga pants–when I’m not doing yoga, that is.
Not because I’m overweight or out of shape. Au contraire, after a year of intense physiotherapy post cartilage replacement surgery on my knee, I have no butt, and some extremely well defined (but not too bulky) quads and calves. And I weigh exactly the same as I did in high school: 110 pounds, soaking wet.
But something’s changed recently. I find myself not wanting to wear pants that show every curve. Stupid? I really don’t know. I’m aware the line between what older and younger people wear is far blurrier these days than it was when I was a kid. And loads of 40 and 50-somethings wear YPs regularly when they’re out and about. I saw the movie Did You Hear About the Morgans over the holidays (yeah, I know, but I was with my daughter, and between us, we’d seen everything else), and spent the whole hour and a half marvelling at (none other than) SJP’s butt. The movie was practically an ode to it.
Part of it may be that I hate thongs–which you pretty much have to wear with yoga pants to avoid embarrassing panty lines. I mean, wearing a thong sort of negates the whole comfort thing, right? The reason I started wearing yoga pants regularly in the first place is because I work at home all day and want to stay comfortable–but not have to change clothes every time I step out the door (to run to the post office, drug store, etc.). Maybe as I get older, I’m just a little less willing to do all that’s expected of me (and I could be talking about more than yoga pants now…)
The alternatives aren’t pretty. Sweat pants are even more inappropriate for women of a certain age, aren’t they? Plus, they make you look blobby, even if you’re not. And the ’semi-fitted’ options at the discount stores are awful, IMHO.
What’s a 40-something to do? Please help me find a solution so I can finally stop obsessing and moving on to something that’s probably a little more deserving of 24-hour contemplation–like, say, how I can renovate my home on the cheap. But that’s a whole ‘nother blog post…
Tags: 40-something fashion, Yoga Pants
I say go for it. If you can pull it off (and you can), why not wear yoga pants? Although I get where you’re coming from on the whole thong issue…
I’m with Joanne. If you can pull it off why the heck not?
Well, but we all know people who dress like teens way longer than they should, right? Dina Lohan is the celeb example that comes to mind… -Bev (aka ‘admin’!)
Do it. If you’re worried about lines, etc, there are lots of long shirts and sweaters ‘in fashion” these days. You could never be like Dina.