Perfect Breakfast Wear

When you ask Johnny to identify his Top 5 favorite weekend things, he would include on his list early morning breakfast. If you ask me, I would say sleeping in. We both would say that we love spending time together, so in the name of compromise, and for the sake of our mutual love of time spent together, he lets me sleep a little longer each weekend, and I agree to jump in the car and head to a local dinner with-in the first few moments of waking up each week. This weekly breakfast has become a bit of tradition round our house. I love our local diner, a little hole in the wall with fantastic food, where they know our names and have our drinks ready by the time we walk in the door. Sometimes Johnny and I sit and talk about life's mystery's over French Toast and eggs, and some mornings we sit in relative silence and just enjoy people watching over bagels and coffee. After our meal, we always head back home to get ready for the day, so I know that there is not much need to get 'pretty' before heading out. By now I've got the Perfect breakfast uniform down, a stripped cotton tee, my favorite Seven Jeans, a simple necklace and a comfortable pair of loafers. Most of the diner patrons come for the good food and the village gossip, not to scoop out everyone's fashion choices, and as far as I can tell, no-one seems to have noticed that I'm wearing the same components over and over again each weekend. Maybe this is simply proof that I haven't found the perfect breakfast uniform, we've found the perfect place to get breakfast and isn't that really what matters? Location, Location, Location.