Norts or Nothing

I feel compelled to elaborate on the title of this blog. Norts or Nothing. "Norts" is the term that my housemates and myself use to refer to Nike Tempo Shorts aka the best shorts of all time. (Seriously, if you don't already own a pair, I encourage you to drive to the nearest Sports Authority immediately).

I LIVE in norts. There are very few days of my life thus far senior year that I have woken up and put on clothing that doesn't look like I am going to the gym. Granted, between going to my favorite exercise class, HIT (HIT deserves its own entire post), and driving to my soccer games twice a week, I am working out often and my wardrobe demands norts. However, I do not go to the gym 7 days a week like my dresscode leads people to believe.

There's just something about the variety of colors, built in underwear, and lightweight material that has caused an addiction to this simple piece of clothing. My trendy housemate, Mackenzie, once told me that I needed a look. I have one: norts, Greek tee, and sneaks/rainbow flip flops. I guess it's just not what they wear strutting down the streets of New York City.

The irony of all this is that I attend school in central Pennsylvania where the weather outside is bordering on 45 degrees when I leave for classes. If only Nike made sweatpants this lovely...