Twitter Tells Me To
I put the call out on twitter for a blog subject and this is what I got:
cherryfizzy: @Marinaisgo about why your pants are awesome?
I don't really get this once since I tend to avoid pants like the plague. I have a very high waste, and I carry my fat in the front, so wearing constricting fabric all up around my fat stomach has never appealed to me. Not to mention the fact that pants bother my vagina. Also, my lack of ass and hips in relation to my stomach make me look ridiculous every time I wear them.
When I was in highschool and college I wore pants constantly, but they were always far too big for me and I would sag them down around my hips. At the time I was either thin enough or retarded enough to think this was a good look, but once I started trying to be taken seriously as a professional, educated woman, I knew that pants had to go.
Every so often, on a weekend or on an extremely casual day at work, I'll dig out my old cargo shorts, and try to relive the glory days, but I know it's over between pants and me. My gross old Cartman gut hangs over my awesome cargo shorts, and no matter how many or various different shirts I wear on top of that, there's no way I could lie to myself and say that it looks okay. So i put a damn skirt on and I go about my day.
I have to admit that I miss pants terribly at times. I don't like the vulnerability of skirts, but they're infinitely more comfortable than pants, so I stick with skirts and dresses most of the time. Although I do have a secret wish that my weight loss will continue at least until I can wear pants again and not look like a fool and feel like a sausage.
cherryfizzy: @Marinaisgo about why your pants are awesome?
I don't really get this once since I tend to avoid pants like the plague. I have a very high waste, and I carry my fat in the front, so wearing constricting fabric all up around my fat stomach has never appealed to me. Not to mention the fact that pants bother my vagina. Also, my lack of ass and hips in relation to my stomach make me look ridiculous every time I wear them.
When I was in highschool and college I wore pants constantly, but they were always far too big for me and I would sag them down around my hips. At the time I was either thin enough or retarded enough to think this was a good look, but once I started trying to be taken seriously as a professional, educated woman, I knew that pants had to go.
Every so often, on a weekend or on an extremely casual day at work, I'll dig out my old cargo shorts, and try to relive the glory days, but I know it's over between pants and me. My gross old Cartman gut hangs over my awesome cargo shorts, and no matter how many or various different shirts I wear on top of that, there's no way I could lie to myself and say that it looks okay. So i put a damn skirt on and I go about my day.
I have to admit that I miss pants terribly at times. I don't like the vulnerability of skirts, but they're infinitely more comfortable than pants, so I stick with skirts and dresses most of the time. Although I do have a secret wish that my weight loss will continue at least until I can wear pants again and not look like a fool and feel like a sausage.