I have lived in dresses and skirts this summer. During any given week for the last four months, I maybe wore pants one day and they were usually sweatpants I’ve had since high school.
Because of this hiatus from clothing with legs, I’ve not only grown fond of my collection of pencil skirts and knit dresses, but I have new found hatred for pants.
Maybe hatred is a little strong, but I’m really not excited for the cold weather that will force me to wear clothing with buttons, zippers and restricting pockets. My legs just want to be free...
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