No, it’s not the fact that I also look smashing in a turquoise sweater and white pants. And no, I’m not a Mexican wrestler in disguise. But I do love my stretchy pants.
When you are a man, sometimes you
wear stretchy pants in your room.
It’s for fun. (Nacho Libre, 2006)
When I was about six months pregnant, my mom and I went to Macy’s to look for a pair of pants for me. I’d been wearing mostly regular clothes, but even my biggest clothes weren’t fitting anymore. While I was busy looking for a pair of khaki pants for work, my mom checked out the clearance rack.
That’s where she found them. My stretchy pants.
The first great thing about these pants is that they only cost $11. The second great thing is that they are black, so they match every single one of my old t-shirts. The third and most important great thing about these pants is that they are stretchy. Oh, so stretchy. Granted, they are a size that I will never admit to wearing (and don’t you try to look at the tag!). And I probably shouldn’t be wearing something I could fit into at my most pregnant. And in general, they aren’t the most flattering piece of clothing I’ve ever worn.
Just to clarify – the picture above is an example of black stretchy pants. But these aren’t the pants. And that’s not me in the picture. But anyway, I love my black stretchy pants. Honestly, I would wear them every day if I could. I wish I would have bought more than one pair. I love them.
I realize that makes me a prime candidate for What Not to Wear. But as I mentioned (on Chelley’s blog maybe?), I’d very much like the chance to be humiliated in exchange for a makeover and new wardrobe. Just wait to nominate me until I’ve lost weight, will you?
Until then, I need to wear my stretchy pants in my room. (Or on the couch.) It’s for fun!
**By the way, when I did a search for a picture, I found that I’m not the only person who feels this way!**
I live in fear-slash-anticipation of the day Clinton and Stacy show up to whisk me away!
$11 for pants is pretty exciting, though
i haven’t even read the post yet — i just loved your title so much i had to tell you immediately :D
I hope Stacy & Clinton never whisk me away (even though I love them:). I am guilty of loving black stretchy pants though. I wear too-comfortable clothes at home, but I sometimes think I should wear my most UNcomfortable (read: tightest) clothes at home so I'd be less likely to overeat. ;) But that would require discipline and discomfort, so you can guess how that goes. ;)
Oh, and I saw myself in my brother’s wedding pix and may just have to join you with WW. I’m feeling thoroughly discouraged right now. :(
I think we all have black stretchy pants–those were my favorite pre and post baby pants also!
Glad to know I'm not the only one. :) I'm always surprised when people on What Not to Wear are shocked to see Stacy & Clinton. I want to say, "Really? You didn't know?" I mean, when the day comes that I'm stopped on the street for "market research" about my personal style, I'll know what's coming!
i love comfy clothes. you should see some of the hideous things i wear at home! :)