Wednesday, June 5, 2013


Seems my pants and I were on the same page this morning

as opposed to other mornings.

When I woke up, I thought, "Today is the day I wear white pants. Today is the day." Then I instantly had two feelings: one of joy and one of dread.

Joy because these are my favorite pair of white pants (as well as my only pair of white pants), and dread because I hadn't worn these particular pants since last summer and also I ate a box of ice cream sandwiches (-1 because I remembered that sharing is caring so I shared with Alan) on Saturday. Plus I ate half a carton of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Still on Saturday. Truth.


So anyway, I was a little worried about how my ice cream escapades would factor into today's white pants wearing. I'm happy to report that they fit and all was right with the world.

It's all about the small wins, folks.

In other news about clothes, here's a list of facts for you about the ever oppressive bra.
And, a bonus little something because I love llamas so much and because I can't stop watching:
Don't you just die every time?

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