When people’s characterization of me includes leggings, I knew I had a slight… problem. See, I work with kids. And kids are sometimes trendy. And when kids starting wearing these magical black quasi-stockings, I knew I had to have a piece of that ass-hugging pie.
I don’t know what it is about leggings. They make me happy in a way no man has.
They complete my outfit, in timeless beauty.
They compliment any outfit, at any time.
Basically my motto is, damn my legs look good so why the hell not. I ain’t getting any younger, that’s for sure! VIVA LA LEGGINGS!