I wore the PaJants!!!!! Since Julia wore them at–AHEM–an Embassy Ball, I decided my best bet was to go to the opposite end of the fanciness spectrum, thus proving that PaJants are delightful in any setting. So, with cheeks flaming (not *those* cheeks! gross, Emily!), I wore them to…wait for it…the gym!
First I gave my Pilates teacher a crack at ‘em. She was dubious…
…but she came around.
Next it was time to check for butt-crackage, as Julia warned me AFTER THE FACT that she had to use a safety pin to keep them up.
But look! No visible butt crack!!!!!!!!! Yahootie!
They did indeed live up to their “butt-lifting” promise, however.
In fact…
They made me feel like flying!!!!
Right to the…um…Urgent Care facility.
Oh well. Can’t win ‘em all. And on the bright side, they’re on to someone else now! After I add my special mark, of course. And on the bright-bright side, Julia left me a pressie! In the pocket! And I have no idea what it is, but I love it!
All’s well that ends well. 