Today, I realized that I am addicted to sweatpants. Being a business owner, and having a home office, I really have no need to get dressed for work. Here's the problem: I can't leave home without these comfy, fleecy miracles. I can't seem to talk myself into real, adult clothes.
My love of sweatpants would not be a big issue if I never ventured out into the world. But, I do. Every morning, I head out to get a coffee and run errands. On these ventures I always run into someone that wants to talk to me about my business. Would you trust a sweatpants-clad, still-in-college-looking, unprofessional girl to do work for you? Most likely not.
I am my own worst enemy.
So, why am I talking about my "style" and "sweatpants addiction"? This is one of those do as I say, not as I do moments. The sad truth is that people do judge you by your appearance. And, when you are applying for scholarships, sometimes you will have to appear in front of committees for an interview or speech, and it is important to put your best foot forward. (A lot of times, committees will remember what you looked like before they remember what you said--it is essential to create a good impression if you want to increase your chances of winning a scholarship.)
Don't be your own worst enemy.
My advice? Dress like you would for a special occasion: clean, polished, put-together. As sad as it is, leave the sweatpants at home.
