pantsless, yahaha!

Some people look freaking amazing in leggings and tights, to the point where they look like they were born for wearing such leg-huggers.

I, on the other hand, fail.

You see, in my eyes, only people with the right build can wear leggings and tights (and other such paraphernalia)--perfectly slender, toned legs (*cough*skinny people*cough*)--not me.

My aunt recently came back from a trip to Seoul and bought fourteen articles of clothing for me (a whole suitcase, pretty much). Of those 14 items included a pair of striped cotton tights and soft but sturdy leggings, black-colored.

I've always dreamt of myself wearing leggings. But ultimately, that vision never really materializes.

But the bigger problem of wearing leggings, for me, is how vulnerable and somewhat limited I feel. I'm afraid I'll be too klutzy to wear them in fear of tearing them. My envisioned clothing combination consisting of leggings has to have a really long/oversized shirt. Y'know, the pantsless look. But if I were to wear that, how severely conscious and limited I'd have to be! When sitting, bending down, running, etcetera. Yeesh. (The same goes for my wearing short shorts). So I guess I'm still quite boyish at heart.

And self-conscious.

But anyway, getting to the point (hah, that took like 10 paragraphs)--I went pantsless today. It was quite refreshing. Maybe I'll do it again soon.



Maybe this'll give me some incentive to tone myself and work out.