(what a flattering camera angle! must remember this one…)
oh, how i do enjoy a touch of lycra in my pants. i am especially fond of the bits of lycra in a certain pair of jeans that i own. those bits allow me to continue to fit into this pair of jeans which has a tag with a single digit size number. and that digit is a number, not a letter (although as mr. happy stuff pointed out, a letter is a character, not a digit, but i just wanted to clarify for anyone who might be thinking of making a snarky comment). i’m pretty sure that stacy and clinton would mock my skin tight jeans and would remind me that it’s way more important that clothing fit flatteringly correctly than that it be a certain size, but i still get a little zing of pleasure when i think about the tag in this particular pair of jeans. and the fact that i can sit comfortably in them. and i will continue to wear them as long as i can or until i get $5000 and a trip to new york city as an excuse to get rid of them. although, i’m not sure that i could accept that kind of money to be spent on clothing –just on principle. there are so many other things in the world that need $5000 more than my wardrobe. hmmm…. that went a little off topic. i’ll just say that lycra is my friend.
