Autumn is out in full force in Boston (in spite of Monday's predicted high of 68 degrees). I realize that while I loathed November growing up, I adore it in Boston. The leaves still haven't all changed or peaked, so we get gorgeous scenery. I'm still enjoying the fact that I wear pants and sweaters. Blue skies juxtaposed with cooler temps make me smile.
However, fall and winter bring tights. And we all know how I handle tights (see old rant here).
I have realized that with tights, you get what you pay for. The old tights, the ones that run as soon as I look at them the wrong way, were cheap and from CVS. I think I spend more money at CVS than I do on food, which is saying a lot. The first thing I did in my adult life was get myself a CVS card, and it has come to be quite useful. Just not for tight purchases.
My lovely co-worker mentioned last week that Lord and Taylor was having a tight sale. On Saturday, before the really cold rain hit, I ran over there to see if anything was left.
I got one pair of patterned tights that I have yet to wear, although I've had good luck with patterned tights, so fingers crossed.
Plain black tights, clearly, were not on sale. But I bit the bullet and picked up a pair of Ellen Tracy opaque black tights for $14 (not exactly bank-breaking, but not chump change either). I put them on for an event today and I can tell they're really good quality. Soft, pliable, and ready for heavy wear.
Which is good. I'm going to need them more and more!