So today I remembered why I hate buying pants. Remember the other day when I said I sometimes eat my feelings? Yea, its no secret I have gained a few pounds in the last year and today was somewhat painful as I had to try on pants. I must say at least I didn’t have to try on jeans. The last time I tried that, I was so confused that the search was over before it even began. There’s skinny fit, boyfriend jeans, boot cut, ankle cut, regular fit… I didn’t know there was so many different ways to buy jeans. They even came numbered?! I ain’t got time to crack that code. All I can say is I’m glad I live in Florida and don’t have to wear pants often. Amen to maxi skirts!

But today I had to make the dreaded trip to the dressing room… And it only took me 3 times before I found a pair of black pants that actually fit (again, where is the sarcasm font)! Which is when I promptly looked at my grandmother, who just happened to be with me today, and told her “This is why I like shoes so much, they always fit!” 🙂