In My Pants

I have this relatively new pair of pants, and they’re so fucking ugly. And I love ‘em because of it. They look like the kind of pants a sweaty cafeteria worker would wear, or maybe a woman working at a gas station in Siloam, Georgia. Here’s the official picture from Old Navy, but it really doesn’t do their ugliness justice. They are almost completely shapeless, and have a weird glossiness to them… fabulous.

That is all for now.

2 Responses to "In My Pants"

  1. sarabeth says:

    i think this is another one for your list of why you arent a sterotypical girl ;)

  2. Niki says:

    It’s too bad they aren’t light blue, because I would label them as pants my Grandpa Bob would wear.