today i wore giant pants. not giant in the, falling-off-needed-a-belt kind of giant, but these were some wicked, wide-leg pants. jack jack actually said, “mommy, i love your pretty skirt” and then when he saw they were pants, he said, “those are some tricky pants you have on, mommy!”
i really wasn’t sure when i found them at target, and i didn’t even try them on at the store, figuring i could return them if they were horrible. but, you know what? they are awesome! they fit great and are super comfy. i feel like i’m secretly wearing my pi’s to work but i look really put together. they work with black, white or grey shirts. i hemmed them to work with heels or flats. the fabric hangs nicely, washes great, and they have pockets – the #1 feature i look for in pants. pockets.
these pants also made me realize something: i am totally at the point in my life where i am comfortable wearing exactly what i want and i don’t care what anyone else thinks. i don’t care that i still look like i’m pregnant. i had twins dammit! i earned this belly! i love my boobs. i love the way my hair looks right now. i love my tattoos.
christopher very nicely said that they are not his favorite pants. that’s ok. he’s not allowed to borrow them 😉
do you have a favorite or signature piece of clothing that you wear, everyone else be damned? something that makes you feel fierce, strong, confident? i’d love to hear what it is!