When I host, I don’t wear shoes.
On a regular evening, I don’t wear shoes around the apartment. In fact, I kick off my shoes even before I shed my coat. Socks or L.L. Bean slippers are the footwear uniform around here in the winter. So when friends come over, I feel like a more natural, relaxed host if I don’t bother with shoes at all.
Of course the same standards don’t apply to the outfit. No one sees me in my sweats. I pick out a reasonably comfy but good-looking outfit, one I wouldn’t be devastated to see get a stain. I layer a t-shirt under my sweater (it gets hot by the stove!).
And I pick out nice-looking socks in a pretty color, without any holes.
I’d love to hear if you think my dinner party sock-wearing is a faux pas. Should I be hosting in heels?
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