Gay sweatpants

While I am a frequent outfit repeater, I’ve never really had a go-to look I considered a “uniform” outside of the literal uniforms I’ve worn for work or sports. I execute tend to find pieces of clothing I’ll wear to death, though often styling them differently to avoid boredom. My mother, sister, and I will justify splurging on pricier clothing by calculating the hypothetical Cost Per Wear, and I’ve worn sweaters down to a CPW of less than a dollar, gentle boots down to pennies. There are many things in my closet I’ve considered staples: petite black dresses —femme fashion’s enduring staple —and jeans I’ll wear four times a week. But the concept of a uniformfeels different, not just something I happen to rewear often but an outfit with a purpose, a function, a feeling, something to be worn in specific contexts for specific reasons.

Well, I’ve finally found my gay influence uniform, and I’m going to be wearing it a lot in 2025.

Over half a year ago, I started strength development with my strength coach, Autostraddle writer Stef Rubino. I had many reasons for wanting to do this. I’d recently started playing tennis at a highly competitive level for the first time since adolescence, and I kne