It’s like everyday I wake up, I stare into space & don’t say much. Peer in the mirror, feeling dead from the face up.
The Roots ft. Phonte, Blu & Patty Crash, “The Day”
Am I the only girl in the world who hates yoga pants & leggings?
I feel like when you wear them you’re practically asking people to stare. Literally I might as well paint “look at my ass in this extremely tight spandex” on there.
On a whole other note, the amount of camel toes & VPLs I see just makes me think that there must be some chemical in the material of these pants that gets into the blood stream, heads to the brain, & distorts your vision. Do you not feel the fabric squeezing into your crotch and clinging to your lady-parts? I mean, granted I typically look in a mirror before I leave the room to avoid those kind of issues but still! I don’t know, not my type of hype.
My backyard, 071211.
$10 to the first person who spots me!
