I love yoga pants. I wear them all the time. Or let me rephrase this: I used to wear them all the time. No, not just at home. To get groceries, check the letter box, run errands, meet friends.
But something has changed. I read a few books recently that address the relationship we maintain with our clothes, and how it reflects on our overall self-image and self-esteem. To paraphrase: If we just throw on something, anything, that’s convenient, always fits (stretch!) and that never gets wrinkly – what does this say about us, and – more importantly – how does this behaviour make us feel?
To me this meant that I was always feeling casual, no matter what I did. I went to the bank and the doctor in yoga pants. I “repurposed” them for work, with a nice blouse. At one point I looked at my wardrobe and realised that I wasn’t wearing any “real” clothes any more.
I’m a bit on the fence about all this. I love yoga pants. They’re comfy. And they always fit. But I noticed a shift in how I see myself which is inevitably linked to how I appear. Remember the saying: act like the person you want to be, and all falls into place? Well, apparently I acted like the person I didn’t really consciously choose to be, and, needless to say, the universe complied and made me that person. Sluggish, always looking for comfort, maybe a tad too relaxed about everything.
All this made me think of French women. I admire French women. They never choose easy just because it’s convenient – for sure not when they actually want something else. To illustrate the point, French women would rather die than be seen with running shoes and their office outfit. Yes, it’s more convenient to keep your high heels in your handbag (or under your desk) and switch when you’re at work. But how does it make you feel?
I fear that if I always choose “easy” for my wardrobe, my lifestyle will follow suit. This is what I loved about living in Paris: No one chooses easy. You get up and make a commitment to be the best person you can be. Of course looking “put together” isn’t the most important thing in life. Far from it.
But maybe every new, fresh day starts there?
How do you feel about yoga pants? Do you wear them all the time, or just for yoga?