There’s a Russian superstition saying it’s terrible luck to step outside without looking in a mirror first. I’m thinking they might be right.
This morning, I deliberately put on jeans before rushing the kids to school. I wanted to pick up a few items at the grocery store, but figured with my feral hair, painted glasses, and yesterday’s tie-dyed shirt — nevermind the makeup-free face — I should at least forgo my old orange and blue sunshine pajama bottoms in lieu of something slightly classier.
As it turns out, button-fly jeans with only the top button done are probably a step down from colorful pajamas. “Mind the gap,” they say, and I surely would have, had I noticed it.
To do: install a mirror near the front door…