Why Is Everything Puke-Pink?

A little fashion blog tonight.

My nemesis. Photo: Pantone.

On a recent evening I was hanging out with friends, and no less than two of those people were wearing exercise dresses. I took this as a sign: I need an exercise dress. 

I do little-to-no exercising, but I do a lot of dressing — I don’t really like wearing shorts and I especially don’t like wearing denim shorts. Dresses and bike shorts are summer staples to me. An exercise dress, ostensibly, combines them both: it’s stretchy-compressive-casual-breezy. I really labor over buying most clothes; I will have the same pair of jeans open in a tab on my computer for months before I eventually decide there’s no way I’m buying them because I don’t know how the denim will fit and I have a mail phobia that prevents me from returning most things. So much goes into buying shoes or buying pants — trying them on in a store, sending panicked texts to friends that require an immediate response because I am impatient and also in line at that very moment and how much do these s…