the joy of pants
Nov. 8th, 2004 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sigersonWhy do I love these pants?
Because they love me back.
They're black, jean-cut, my first-ever boot-cut style. They have silver and black embroidery at the cuffs. I kept looking down and thinking I'd brushed up against the cat.
Most of all, though...they fit like no other pant has ever dared to fit. They ride lower on my waist than any other pair (yes, I know I'm hike-your-pants-up queen), and they are slightly stretchy, so they hug my hips and thighs without squeezing or constricting. Just...hugging.
How can you not love clothes that hug you?
In other news, Mom sent me a Wembley doll! From Fraggle Rock, remember? And he's my Wembley!
Because they love me back.
They're black, jean-cut, my first-ever boot-cut style. They have silver and black embroidery at the cuffs. I kept looking down and thinking I'd brushed up against the cat.
Most of all, though...they fit like no other pant has ever dared to fit. They ride lower on my waist than any other pair (yes, I know I'm hike-your-pants-up queen), and they are slightly stretchy, so they hug my hips and thighs without squeezing or constricting. Just...hugging.
How can you not love clothes that hug you?
In other news, Mom sent me a Wembley doll! From Fraggle Rock, remember? And he's my Wembley!
