Day 29: The Last Sunday

By now, you all know that Sundays are usually not when I'm feeling my most fashionable. Most of the time, it's a quiet day filled with either work or leisure (or some combination of the two), and I don't typically put a lot of thought into what I wear when I'm writing a paper or watching an episode of The Big Bang Theory.

However, this month has challenged me to go against my instinct (and the old standard of Sweatpants Sundays), and try and keep Sunday fashionable, despite its rep as the Day of Rest.

So, here's the last Sunday of October for you. Comfortable, but still cute:

I have a mildly embarrassing confession to make: I've had this sweater since the sixth grade. For any of you who are bad at math, that's seven years. Seven years and I can still wear this sweater! I think that says something about my figure, eh? 

I always liked this sweater. It came from my American Eagle phase, which always seems to set in around middle school. You know, when the most trendy brands are Abercrombie and Fitch and Hollister. Today, I wouldn't be caught dead in a Hollister (not that anyone would be able to see me anyway. They never turn on the lights in that place.) Despite all that, this sweater still makes the cut. 

When I was younger (and even now, I'll admit), I used to think of it as being kind of Hogwartian (Yep. That's a word.) If the silver stripes had been gold, it would have screamed Gryffindor. Still, even though it doesn't quite fit the requisites, I still feel like Hermione Granger rushing off to the library in it. It really is the perfect Sunday-in-the-library top. 

I matched it with leggings, which I wore as pants. I'm still undecided as to whether I approve of wearing leggings as pants. Deep down, I know it just isn't right, but I can't help but admit that I like wearing them. What do you all think? Should leggings be allowed to be worn in lieu of pants? Society seems to have spoken, and the answer is yes.

Top off the outfit with some little black flats and you're ready for whatever Sunday may have in store, whether it's as simple as your favorite movie or as terrible as your mid-term. 

Cheers.