Ordered some pants from Lane Bryant, cause we had a coupon, and I thought it would be nice to have pants that weren’t jeans or my crappy loungey track-pants things. Also? Brushed twill. Mmmmmmmm.

Hopefully I will not have the problem I had with the last two pairs I ordered, where, despite being the same size as the jeans I’ve been traipsing around in, they violently didn’t fit in about eight different ways.

Yeah. I don’t even know, man.