Leggings are not Pants

This was my mantra senior year of college. This is what I said, on repeat, as I stood against a wall in a bar looking like I hated the world. This was a time just before leggings were truly an acceptable thing. A time when people were getting leggings and tights confused (tights are definitely never, ever, ever pants). A time when we still wore jeans to the bar, and to class, and even to work. A time where wearing yoga pants too often and to certain places would have certainly garnered some deserved flack.

I know, I sound ancient. I am.

There was a time in life, probably before I was 25, I got on the leggings train with two pairs that I would wear on occasion. I felt so self-conscious wearing them, and it was obviously not my style: I showed up for dinner at my fave cheap Mexican restaurant and my old roommate was muy sorprendido about my choice of bottoms. I usually hid the comfy stuff respectably under a tunic, but I do recall a navy sweater + leggings combo one night in Vegas with my man friend. Scandalous, really. But they were just so easy to pack!

Well, I got rid of them eventually as they were doing my thighs no favours. Again, before I was 25. I bought plenty of leggings since then, but always wear them more as thick tights under a lengthy dress/tunic. I think I wore them as pants twice, last year, when I was getting my hair done for weddings… but like that doesn’t count. I think I feel like I can’t wear them because I spent so much time being judgemental in 2009. And because I may or may not have some dysmorphia issues. Like you do.

Anyway, so this long history is really just to explain how fucked up shit was two weeks ago when, at 30 years old, I wore leggings as pants.



I was sick. It was Friday. I realized my large shirt would look weird with baggy jeans, and the only good option was fleece-lined stretchy bottoms.

So I did it.

Honestly, I did feel quite self conscious. But I did not look that ridiculous, and I actually liked this little ensemble. Maybe I’ll do it again, but I think I’m too hung up on my age to try it anywhere soon… except maybe on my FLIGHT TO NEW ZEALAND IN DECEMBER. Because yeah, that’s a cool thing I’m doing, and I certainly want stretchy pants for that. Plus, #packing.

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How do you know you were cool in high school?


Now you walkin’ in the Danger Zone

You’re the love/lust interest of the guy who got to make the high school’s top-hits playlist for the magazine drive. Thanks, iTunes shuffle, for reminding me I may have peaked in 2002.

The Playlist

  1. ‘All I have’ – Jennifer Lopez Ft. LLCoolJ
  2. ‘Beautiful’ – Christina Aguilera
  3. ‘Air Force Ones’ – Nelly
  4. ‘Picture’ – Kid Rock ft. Sheryl Crow
  5. ‘In Da Club’- 50 Cent
  6. ‘Underneath it all’ – Gwen Stefani
  7. ‘Cry me a River’ – Justin Timberlake
  8. ‘Country Girl’ – DF Dub
  9. ‘I’m With You’ – Avril Lavigne
  10. ‘Bump, Bump, Bump’ – B2K, P.Diddy
  11. ‘Mesmerize’ – Ja Rule feat Ashanti
  12. ‘Don’t Mess with My Man’ – Nivea feat Jagged Edge
  13. ‘Lose Yourself’ – Eminem
  14. ‘Family Portrait’ – Pink
  15. ‘Bonnie & Clyde’ – Jay-Z feat Beyonce

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“I wonder how lovely this is when you’re not single and alone,”

she thinks every time there’s a life-stopping weather event.

#TyphoonSeason #BabyItsColdOutside #BabyWhenTheLightsGoOut

Then she turns away from the window back to all the work she has to do this weekend and hopes the power doesn’t go out, because it’s definitely time to keep wearing the sweatpants you’ve been in for two days, watch some Murder She Wrote, and research the preservation of paper. “Must suck to be all those people with partners cramping their style,” she covers.

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No better with age

I am 30 years old. I have been dealing with this since the 5th fucking grade. I know it’s coming but I’m not exactly ready because I don’t know how to deal with all the pain and discomfort.You’d have thought by now I’d be better at coping with the first day of my period. But no.

Every. Damn. Time.


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I just found an old document I took notes in my first week in grad school at Texas Tech. Apparently someone said, “This is your Julia Roberts year,” when referring to our first year of grad school?

I also heard, “We are all warriors in the fight against stupidity.”

Wisdom, man.

Found a bunch of photos I took in Texas, too. This includes excellent latte art and this typically massive truck, which also was intended to demonstrate how much space cars kept between each other when stopped at stop lights! It’s insane! Half a car’s length between cars!


Damn, Texas. You were a trip.

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life right now

I’m too stressed out to function well most days, which is causing a lot of problems. I don’t sleep well and I don’t feel well. I don’t have enough time to talk to my friends, and I don’t have any work done. I can’t focus, ever, because of all the pressure I feel. And I have no confidence in what I’m doing, or how I look, or how I act. I’m in a general state of being overwhelmed by finances, learning new things, and not having more than a couple hours to myself at a time.

This not at all what summer is supposed to be like for a student. I haven’t even read a single fucking book.

I’m ending my 20s feeling more vulnerable and less desirable as a human/friend/girlfriend than I’ve felt in ages–possibly ever. I’m not even depressed by it, which is either a testament to how stressed I really am or just a sign that I accepted this new view of myself long ago.

But let it be known that my computer just fell off a table and didn’t break and I will never be more grateful for anything in my life.

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At this point

I go to coffee shops in the early morning hours more to be the one unmarried heathen that’s not studying the bible than to actually do my work.

The midwest is a strange place I obviously do not belong. 54 days left in my summer!

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