I hate when I’m wearing pants that aren’t quite skinny pants, but I tuck them into boots anyway, and then they puff out at the knee. Like I’m wearing harem pants or pantaloons. It makes me feel self-conscious. Even though, I doubt people are looking at me thinking, “Who does that girl think she is? Does she think she’s a pirate? Does she think she’s MC Hammer? ….Bitch.”
Pants problems. Monday pants problems.