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?"
"What?! No!"
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.