Leggings are life

So I’ve started wearing leggings.

I mean I wore leggings when I was in junior high in the mid-1990s.

You know the ones — the bright colored solid leggings with a T-shirt tied on the side in a big knot or held to one side with a plastic loop.

Then at some points I stopped. I don’t know if they went out of style or I just moved on to my wide-leg jeans but the leggings were out.

In adulthood, I never ventured into the world of leggings or yoga pants.

After years of hearing my friends rave about these amazing pants, I decided to get a pair of clearance-priced Halloween leggings from Wal-Mart a few years ago just to try them out.

And guess what? They are so incredibly comfortable.

I can’t believe I had wasted years of my adulthood without these amazing stretchy, comfortable and super cute pants.

Since that time I have bought a few other pairs that I wear around the house on the weekends.

That was until this whole pandemic thing started and I found myself home all day every day. I took the plunge and bought an entire collection of cheap, comfy and fun pants.

There’s the pair with the cupcakes on them that my children pretend to eat off my legs. There’s the set with the Egyptian design in gold that my daughter calls my puzzle pants. I have pale blue cloud pants, dark blue Christmas pants, two pairs of Halloween pants and even a few pairs of “respectable” black pants.

They have been my main clothing mainstay for the last few months, so much so that my husband now jokingly refers to them as my quarantine pants.

He doesn’t mind them and I’m super comfortable.

Honestly one of the reasons why I didn’t jump onto the leggings train years ago was because I have a bit of a stomach and was worried how I would look in them. My wardrobe wouldn’t indicate to you that I care too darn much about my style.

I just didn’t want to look too bloaty or something in those skin tight pants.

But after I put them on, I suddenly found confidence in my body I didn’t know I had. I looked in the mirror and  thought, “Dang girl, you’ve got some nice legs.”

They’re not super model legs. They’re not those long skinny “legs for days” but for a 30-some-year-old mom of three whose lived my life and eaten what I wanted, they’re not bad.

For me, I feel like these leggings have brought about some level of confidence I didn’t have in myself before physically besides the fact they’re ridiculously comfortable.

And while I may start trading some of my leggings in for shorts as the temperature starts to rise with the introduction of summer, I won’t be getting rid of them any time soon.

I’m sure there are some cute summer patterns out there that I need. I think I will buy a few more.

Published by Shay Burk

I'm a lifelong learner who has had a passion for writing almost from time I learned letters. I love to write stories of people who inspire me, people who do good and people who beat the odds. Now I am turning the tables and writing about a topic I know well and avoid most — me.

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