pants are my worst enemy right now. wait, let me clarify…pants that don’t have elastic waist bands are uncooperative and mean. i am almost down to my pre-baby weight but nothing really looks or fits the same. and ironically i look better naked than i do in clothes. not b/c my body is fab but i’m just really struggling with finding things that look good on me.
can’t i live in pjs or hawaiian mumus forever?? i wear this sexy purple mumu around the house i got from hawaii. i like to think of it as a ladies or miss mumu. not the old lady ones people make fun of. puhahaha mike is always EXTRA pleased when i wear it outside to walk lucy or do laundry. *sizzle *
anyway…i’m not sure where i’m really going with this post except that i hate pants and i’m currently on strike from wearing non-elastic ones. EFF YOU tight pants. your loss. you’re missing out on my love handles, my extra cushy butt, wider hips, new stretch marks and cellulite. hmph!
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