My. Legs. Look. Good.

Guess what people? I bought me some leggings.

I realize I’m approximately 3 years (perhaps more) off the trend here, but let me explain. Remember when I told you I’m not so great at dressing myself? If I join the throng on a trend, there is generally a 1-2 year buffer between said throng and myself. And it depends on whether or not I find a purpose for the trend. See, I thrive on being able to leap and bound from great distances to rescue and/or punish children who are falling down/beating on others/consuming unknown objects. I wear heels to church (sometimes), and that’s about it. Obviously, mobility is my main priority with 3 kids 3 and under.

There is another little time obstruction to my personal trendiness. I call it the “Idaho Buffer.” For some reason, it seems to take an entire year for a trend to stretch from the big cities to the podunk of my great state. Perhaps the large amounts of potatoes we stockpile here are getting in the way. Anywho, after 3+ years, I finally found a purpose for leggings. 

And I love them.

Leggings are marvelous. I knew it the moment I put them on. It was like my legs were getting a big hug from a beautiful, stretchy, machine woven, partially synthetic bear. Imagine, if you would, all the benefits and freedom of a skirt – without having to worry about your unmentionables peeking out from underneath it!! No more long hours of sitting with your thighs clapped firmly together so as to remain socially appropriate! If you have never worn leggings with a dress, you should.

And need I mention the fact that leggings give women super-powers?! Seriously. I can now leap tall objects, run at great speeds, whip out my cheerleader moves (or at least the ones I have always tried to emulate watching Bring It On), and freely cartwheel to get where I want to go. Which is a big deal. For me.

 

Thank you, Fashion Gods, for inventing leggings. I’m sorry it took me so long to catch on.

Quote courtesy Sleepless in Seattle. In case you were wondering.