HELLO, I MADE SOME STRETCH PANTS. Pants that stretch. Oooh boy. I spent a full day worrying that these were dangerously close to yogi territory, but I’m hopeful that if I keep up my zero fitness lifestyle, and wear these only with crop tops and high heels, no one will confuse me for someone “mindful” or “calm.”
The fabric is thick and stretchy AF with ribbing and tiny white dots. The waistline is HIGH. The flares are FLARED. They’re too long for bare feet, so if I wear them at home, I have to walk around like fucking Zsa Zsa Gabor.
There’s not much to them – they’re just stretch pants. They feel pretty hot, though.
Oh yeah and I made that lace top awhile ago.
This is a great shot for people who think/know I’m full of myself.
For Halloween, I’m thinking of going as an insufferable blogger ghost who follows you around saying “I made that. And I made that. Oh look, I made this.” GOODBYE.
Wardrobe|Myself items completed:
- Blue velvet top (+ 1 pincushion)
- Green velvet lounge pants
- Cropped poet blouse
- Crocheted lace top
- Crocheted lace skirt
- Madras bustier
- Madras high-waisted short
- Pink granny test panty
- Navy scuba knit top
- Restyled satin bed jacket
- Beaded satin jacket
- Embellished pencil skirt
- Trellis sweatshirt
- Sequined dragon top
- Black high-waisted stretch flares