queerly-tony:

bemusedlybespectacled:

theactualcluegirl:

just-shower-thoughts:

If you legally had to complete at least 10 yoga classes before being permitted to wear yoga pants, the style would completely vanish overnight.

Likewise if you had to complete basic training before being allowed to wear cargo pants.  Or if you had to work a manual labor job before you could wear a tank top.  Or you had to prove you can rope a calf before you’d be allowed to wear cowboy boots.  Or you had to have a business degree before anyone would allow you to wear a suit.  Or you had to complete dance training before being allowed (required) to wear high heeled shoes.  Or you had to make the draft pick before you’d be allowed to wear a sports team’s jersey.

Sounds stupid when you say it that way, doesn’t it?

I’d like to see people do 10 yoga classes in pants that aren’t yoga pants. like, have you tried to do even a basic pose in jeans? those things are NOT flexible. people wear comfortable, stretchy clothes because they need be comfortable and able to fucking stretch.

I started wearing leggings two years ago and realised I never wanted to wear another ‘real’ pair of pants ever. again. I found jeggins, which are awesome and amazing. Now I’m into straight up fleece-lined tights since it’s winter, and god I’m so comfortable.

Anyway, the point is: comfy clothing is amazing and fuck anyone who says you shouldn’t wear it. 

itaveli:

yall know what i love? that kind of black cats that look like some cat-shaped blops of darkness

perfection

dukebee:

lilithn:

eggsahoy:

me the 3rd time I’ve gone up to this guys hotel room to ask him to stop vaping because it’s setting off the fire alarm because the clouds are so thick it’s disrupting the sensors and he answers the door all freaked out and jumpy and I have to go in and look around and make sure there isn’t actually a fire only to find that the curtain rod is broken and the closet shelf is broken and the sheets are tied into ropes and when I asked him about it he admitted to me that he did a lil meth and decided to try autoerotic asphyxiation but nothing was sturdy enough and to please not tell his boss because he was in town for job training and they’re paying for his room:

I’m sorry what

Working at a hotel is just Like That