Pantless In Leggings

Leggings are not pants.  They have never been pants.  They will never be pants.  Leggings are BETTER than pants.  The color/prints options.  The cuts.  The lengths.  The possibilities are ENDLESS.

When worn correctly, leggings are flattering, chic and give you full range of motion.  "Regular" pants do not always give you that.  Haters, let me walk you through this.  Wearing leggings like this is a no-no.

I do not support camel toe, underwear shows or exposed butt cracks.  What I do support is #IJustThrewThisOnAndImFabulous.

Yes, there are common sense rules to follow when wearing leggings.

• Your shirt should always cover your -gine (figure it out. you know you can).
• Wear your size.  You won't have muffin top spillage and your booty will feel lifted.
• Being comfortable does not equate to looking like a slob.  You can wear leggings and still look polished.  See reference above.

So just...

Because...

Thigh Gap, Why Gap

The idea of making positive changes in your life is GREAT. Really. I just don't like the idea of waiting for a certain date in your life to make a change. New Year's Resolutions=silly.  If you want to change something, do it.  I have two resolutions I try to accomplish every minute of every day of every year.

Resolution #1 Thigh Gap

I know.  I know.  It's a horrible body trend that sets a bad example for developing youth.  If you haven't heard about it, peep that google search bar IMMEDIATELY.  I want a thigh gap for practical reasons.  Promise. I cannot throw away another pair of my favorite jeans because there's a crotch hole from too much inner thigh touching. I dislike chafing.  Who doesn't?  So painful.  Thigh sweat.  'Nuff said.  Gross.  So, if having the tiniest gap between my legs is the solution, then I want it.  How do I accomplish this?  Strict diet and excessive exercising?  Too much work, no fun.  Starvation? No thank you.  Thigh master?  Hello, 80s.  WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?!?!  And then I snap back to reality.  Thigh gap is not about me.  It's about the way I'm built. It's about my bone structure; about the width of my hips, femurs, bone size, etc.  It's a magical combination of this:

Let's be real.  If Queen Bey doesn't need it, why do I?  Give me some Body Glide and a pair of leggings and let's call it a day.  

Let me explain.  A simple regimen of cycling, yoga and burritos have my inner thighs rubbing together comfortably.  The left and right thigh are still besties, together all the time, but they give each other just enough space so that no one gets hurt.  It's a soft, smooth graze with minimal chafing.  I'm okay with that. 

Stay tuned for Resolution #2.