I have no pants. Well, I mean I suppose I dod have pants, but only a few pair, and even fewer pairs that I actually like.

See, I’m a bit on the short, round side. It’s impossible to find pants. Along with being short and round (I can’t even worry about length anymore) I have a relitively high waist. So, pants that are advertized as “at waist” are really below my waist, “low rise” pants are “Emma tugs at her pants all day to make sure they stay up” and “ultra low rise” pants are “Emma’s ass is hanging out.”

Well, with the style being “ultra low rise,” it makes it even harder to find pants, damn it!!

Factor in the fact that I’m super cheap and that means Emma has no pants.

So today’s mission, which I have been forced to accept is to go out and find pants. And this mission must succeed. I leave for Florida on Wednesday and I don’t think I want to walk around nekked. That would not be a pretty sight.

So today I go in search of summer pants! Wish me luck!

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