I have taken a photo of my outfit every day for the last month, and I have posted them all on instagram. I know. Extra af. It started as a joke… I have not been wearing real clothes during quarantine (because WHY WOULD I), but one day I put on a grey t-shirt and corduroy floppy shorts and realized “this is passingly cute”.
So I took a picture, obviously, and posted it to my Instagram story, jokingly extolling the “defined waist” and my shaved legs. It was a passing reference to ManRepellers #goingnowherebutfuckitimgettingdressed campaign… And a little bit of a dig at myself, for calling corduroy floppy shorts “real pants”.
DAY ONE! 
Getting the hang of things…
And yet, people seemed to really like it. It was kinda funny and also underlined the fact that no one is wearing real clothes right now. So I did it again a few days later. Then again. As it went along it started to settle into a pattern, and it started to make me actually think about what I was wearing.
Don’t get me wrong, I am NOT wearing real clothes, but it made me think more intentionally about color, texture, and shape. Again, NOT that these outfits are cute… But why not add a tie-dye scrunchie for a pop of color against an otherwise all grey outfit? It’s like a chance to remember the fundamentals of how to put an outfit together (color, pattern, texture, shine, right Stacy London?) without having to worry about the end result being cute.
“those are the rules” 
“sco stags”
And so as I kept doing it, #quarantineOOTD became a regular part of my day. It made me consciously put on clothes. It forced me to engage (virtually) with people outside my house. It gave me some small sense of “going out in public”, even though I was in my house in sweats, or as you can see above… in these particularly hideous bike shorts that are quickly becoming my FAVORITE ITEM OF CLOTHING.
As time went on #quarantineOOTD got shortened to #qootd, and occasionally a #qootdUpdate (if there was a dramatic outfit change… Which happens… #OregonWeather).
One of my faves… 
TIE-DYE BABY 
Poor Cold Toes 
This haiiir hahahaha
In the last week, I’ve begun to have some technical problems. My phone camera is slowly dying so I’ve been forced to resort to using only my selfie camera (how blessed am I that this is my main annoyance this week). I’m getting nervous about what this means for the future of my #qootd saga. Of course… I COULD use my big camera, but even I balk a little at the prospect of being THAT extra.
The day my camera really died 
Feat. Weird Oregon Weather
I guess this is where I’m supposed to talk about everything I learned through this experience, in order to share my newfound wisdom. If I have learned anything at all, it’s that I love taking mirror selfies, and I love being comfortable. Oh, and that the line between barefoot-weather and definitely-need-sock-weather is sometimes hard to find, but literally critical to the happiness of your day.
This is absolutely amazing!! I want more ! I was sad when the selfies stopped. Seriously. Love it!