Me, in my favortie VS yoga pant. ...i'm way hotter
Ok...might as well...you're going to find out eventually that Ms. Rose is a shamelessly low-maintenance flower. How low does she go? Thusly commences blog post #1.
Apparently, my first blog post is not going to be an introduction to the major inhabitants of Le Fleur Patch, but instead an observational commentary on my wardrobe of late; specifically my love of the Victoria's Secret, fold over wide waist band, stretchtastic yoga pant. It began as an email to Mrs. Lilly (whom you will have the honor of meeting in the next post, I promise!) and through her insistence, now follows for your blogging pleasure...
Here's how you know you're in a funk...if i won a few hundred bucks, the last place on earth i would take it is the mall to buy clothes. but you say, girlfriend, can you not think of any fabric or textile need? not even one. nope. where on earth would i wear it? to walk to the dog im sitting? perhaps a new bathing suit to compliment my newly discovered back fat...no thanks. BUT, that attitude is not really a funk, its more of a seasonal anti-social position; speaking out against pool wear, that kind of thing. But, i think you can actually categorize it a 'funk' because the truth is the only clothing that i would buy with free money is Victoria's Secret yoga pants. Oh great, ive turned into my brother with the 24/7 sweat pant obsession....now ladles and jellyspoons...putting the funk in funky sweatpant...Victoria's Secret Yoga Pants!!! ..for all your inner-wear, and now.. Outer-wear, dressing needs !
