Monday, April 14, 2008

The Trauma of the Traveling Pants.



Just when you thought I couldn't get my head stuck any farther up my ass over yoga pants...well, shame on you for underestimating me.

Yes I went to Lululemon.
Yes I spent the gift certificate.
No they don't have any real eco fabrics.
Yes it gets worse.

I accidentally came home with two extra pairs of pants.

What can I say. I was weary? The lighting was flattering? I was bulk-buying on autopilot?



Obviously I've decided to take them back. But not before a whole weekend of soul-searching, two sympathetic look-away nods from friends, a neck strain from self-butt scrutiny, and a crying fit with HCB.

Yes you read that correctly. I cried about yoga pants. This is a new low.

1 comment:

Kate said...

Sounds like your crying over yoga pants was just what you needed. you go girl.