I will buy no more cheap clothing. I will buy no more cheap clothing. I will buy no more cheap clothing.
Tonight, while cleaning up from dinner, I turned around to Jonathan's face practically in my crack, as in my butt crack.
"What are you doing?!"
"Did you know your pants have holes in them?"
Said pants: my cheap-ass yoga pants that I had worn to yoga today! Jonathan said that it was only visible when I bend over. Well, glad I didn't do that but through the entire class, and in the front row. So I'm making a resolution: I'm not buying any more cheap clothing. It's just not worth my pride and sadness when they fall apart. But, egad, prices are so high on durable (read: none ass-bearing) pants. And if you know me, I'm frugal, but it has to be worth it. I'm sure the person behind me in class would agree.