Ladies, as much as we may love them, it’s important to remember that ‘stretch pants’, ie leggings, sweats, drawstring pants, and the like, are not our friends.  Really.  The first step is admitting the problem.  Sweat pants, stretch pants, anything of that ilk, do not a friendly item make.

Unless it’s the weekend, and we’re off to the movies.  Or if we’re just feeling yucky, and we feel the need to chill.  Then they are fine.  Acceptable.  Even welcome!  They can look smashing really, especially the leggings, as long as you’re careful with the pairings.  The shoes, the top, the bag. 

I’m just sayin.’  Don’t get too close is what I mean.  Don’t fall into the ‘hey it’s okay cuz they’re comfy trap.’  Especially now, as the warm weather approaches, and you’ll soon be wanting to show a little skin. 

I’m not judging here, just nudging is all.  And I’m not a dominatrix either, when it comes to ‘fashion,’ because truly, I believe good personal style trumps fashion any day.  I’m just saying it’s very easy, too easy, to ease up on the ‘diet’ if you’re constantly pulling on the stretch pants is all.  What I mean by that is what you already know, why you love them, and why I do too.  They always fit, right?  No matter how much popcorn and milkduds you eat at the movies on Friday, how much pizza you enjoy on Saturday, or how many doughnuts on Sunday morning, come Monday (it’ll be all right)  those gosh darn stretch pants will do their job.  They will fit.  They will stretch.  The will absolve all the ‘diet crimes’ committed over the weekend, or in some cases, throughout the week.

But ladies, is that what we want?  Is that what we need?  And ultimately, do stretch pants like us, the way we may like them?  Even need them sometimes?  Of course not!  We are stronger than that, right?  You betcha! 

Moderation sisters.  I believe that’s the key.  Don’t hate, appreciate.  What do they say?  Don’t hate the playa, hate the game?  Yeah, something like that.  I do like my leggings.  I do, I do, I do.  But do I think for a minute that they like me?  Uh, no answer required there.  I know pants can’t talk, duh. 

Or can they?  Can your clothes communicate?  Absolutely.  Are you able to put together an outfit that says, ‘I’m fierce?’  Yep.  Do your clothes ever say ‘I’m tired?’  I think so.
Do you have killer jeans that say—‘Hey people, here I am!’

What do your stretch pants say?  Depends.  Depends on lots of things.  Why you’re wearing them, how you’re wearing them.  And you know the answer. 

Are they your friend?  Well, not to be a hypocrite here, but yeah.  Sometimes, sometimes they are.  But sometimes, for better or worse, they’re not.