The header “The Girl With The Black Tights” is something that I have stuck to for three seasons in the hockey reporting realm. Believe it or not, I take a lot of pride in holding myself to a uniform standard. Plus, dresses and tights make for the ultimate dress-up platform.
So it might come as a bit of a shock that I chose a rare off-season press conference to break my own dress code.
That’s right–for the San Jose Sharks’ Thursday presser announcing Peter DeBoer as their new head coach, I wore pants.
I repeat: I. Wore. Pants.
You might recall that I donned leggings for the Sharks’ prospect scrimmage during last summer’s development camp. It was, to that date, the closest I have come to wearing anything but a skirt and tights to the Tank. But, being that the Sharks season has been over since the beginning of April and Thursday’s press conference is technically outside of my tights-on-game-night parameters, I could allow for one, just one, event with my legs completely covered. That, and I haven’t worn these pants in forever and I decided the night before that they were begging to be worn.
(Yes, I made up rules for breaking my own rules. It’s the Wild West out in the Left Coast hockey fashion world, kids.)
These H&M high-waist trouser pants would be totally acceptable for work. They have a sleek fit that works for flats, heels and boots. Plus they look good with every top from button-downs to fitted tees. Really trouser pants can be worn on any job–as long as they aren’t too tight, and are in a solid color. Since mine are Dalmatian print I had to keep the rest of the ensemble more monochrome and modest. The upside? Black-and-cream plays well with most colors, so I could still rep a bit of flair without looking like I was rocking animal-print pants at happy hour. I went with a periwinkle shell with lace detail at the collarbone–not too low of a neck!–layered under my dainty black cardigan. Threw my favorite black flats on my feet and I was out the door without a hitch.
No need for crazy accessories on this day. Just a couple long, minimalist gold necklaces, my mom’s jade ring, my grandmother’s aquamarine and my small Gucci watch.
After this, I probably owe you guys an ensemble centered around a really out-there pair of stockings. I’ll see what they will let me get away with at development camp.
Until the next puck drops,
The Girl In The Black Tights