Now every step of my life I've avoided white pants like the plague. For one, they are very, very not flattering on those of us with slightly rounder proportions. You know, black is slimming, and white being the opposite, well, go get the picture. For two, unless you have just the right undergarments on, the see throughness of the white pants leaves absosmurfly nothing up to the imagination, yo! Whereas I don't mind Jamers knowing the pattern of my panties, I don't feel the need to advertise them to the wide world, and I'm quite positive the wide world is thankful for that. For three, white stains so very easily, and I'm just not a clean enough person to pull them off. I mean, I frequently end up penning myself during the work day or if I'm stupid enough to wear a white shirt, I must be eating something with red sauce that I will dribble in at least one spot on my shirt, such is the way of the Pickle.

A couple of months ago, whilst Rossin' with Lila, I found a pair of white pants that actually looked good on me. I was a little apprehensive at first as they were a little tight, but I decided what the hell and bought them anyhoo. So they sat on the hanger in the closet during the rain and cold and waiting until I purchased some appropriate undies. This weekend Lila, my sis and I went Rossin' and I picked up what I needed to wear the white pants.

This morning, I get dressed and put on the pants. I was a little worried, because I feel I've gained weight and they would no longer fit, but they did! Not only did they fit, but I felt comfortable in them, Holy Toledo Batman! I very rarely feel comfortable in any pants that aren't jeans, but these pants made me feel good, and that was without Jamers oogling my ass. It was amazing! I think I'm breaking out of my "I'm way too fat to wear this type of clothes" phase that I've been in, well, my whole life. I'm entering my, "Dude, they fit and feel good. Screw the world and what they think" phase. I hope this one lasts awhile. I know Jamers appreciated these pants this morning, and I can only imagine how happy he'll be when I start wearing the clothes I've been avoiding because I was worried about how I looked.

Anyhoo, that was the White Pants story. Oh yeah, and I picked up even more pants this weekend and some skirts as well! W00ty woo!