How Not to Dress—Even in the Rain

Since I published the photo of M* below, I thought that I should break out a self-portrait I took back in November. It was raining that morning and I needed to bike four miles to the store, so I put on all of my raingear except my boots (we leave our shoes downstairs by the door). I took one look at myself in the mirror—orange rain coat, purple rain pants, olive rain hat with hair tucked underneath—and, after I imagined the addition of my white rubber rain boots, I knew that I couldn't go outside in what I was wearing. I removed the rain pants and resolved I'd be ok with getting my jeans quite wet. Luckily, while I took the photo of my extreme-unattractiveness the rain lightened up. By the time I reached the store, the sun was out. I've vowed that I'll only wear those no-wonder-they-were-on-uber-on-sale rain pants in a downpour.