There are no pants in this world that fit me. Also - Bride - we're starting tonight with the Biggest Loser tonight and finishing with their final weigh in.
So I wandered into the petite section in Sear's today. This wasn't by accident like the time I started looking for pants in the maternity section. I just need a new khaki pair of pants. The pair I have are now missing a button and so frayed on the bottom that there is actually a hole in the cuff where the bottom is sewn. Anyway, I need these pants by yesterday so I need to get a pair short enough that I don't have to have my wonderful seamstress (AL) shorten them for me. What's the point? I tried on a pair of pants in the petite section. Guess why I didn't buy them.
They were too long.
Showing posts with label I won't be able to reach the top of the coffee table by the time I'm 60. Show all posts
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Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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