The first time I stepped onto a yoga mat I fell in love. I felt great and calm and in control. Where most workouts are filled with chaos and loud music and competition, this yoga class was quiet and peaceful and personal. I loved the way the teacher talked and the music that she played and the patient guidance that she provided through out this class and the many that were to come after. I loved the first time that I could close my eyes and follow along to a class without a visual. I loved the way the attitude and tranquility found in class overflowed into my everyday life. I loved the breathing. I took to it and it quickly became something that I absolutely needed to do everyday. But you wanna know the thing I fell for fastest and the hardest?
THE gosh darn PANTS. OMG. I fell in love with yoga pants like a 13 year old boy. I loved the way they looked on, I loved the way they felt like jammies, I loved that in a pinch you could throw them on as leggings. And over the next 4 years, I fell into the trendy yoga pant trap. I frequented Lululemon hungrily searching out the brands newest yoga pants that looked just like the other $90+ yoga pants I had from there. I got the matching tops and I created outfits and I had the little jackets that you wore over them and I thought I was probably going to win an award for being the most yogalicious lady of the land, even going so far as to apply for a job there. As one of their ‘educators’. And then I realized I was a total douche. I mean really. A HUGE douche.
So, your probably wondering- “Mallory, why in the world are you boring me with this tale of Lululemon?” Well, because although my love of designer yoga wear has faded my passion for yoga has just continued to grow. I have become certified to teach, I try to introduce as many people to it as possible. I try to sample as many studios and classes as I can handle. And, truth be told, I wear yoga clothes a LOT. And as a style blogger, I felt you should know. It’s ok to wear the pants. All day after class. Or before class. Or even if your not planning to take a class at all that day. Or in place of leggings. When in a tight spot.
So now, this is my yoga outfit. Or something of the sort. Obniouxious capris, shirts that makes me happy, some sort of sweater, cute headband or bandana, Toms. And that, folks, is what I wore on Wednesday.