Shopping with my niece Stella. So fun! She is the most adorable thirteen year-old, and she introduces me to the latest trend—jeggings! Jeans that are tight enough to be leggings!? I am immediately infatuated. Stella buys a really cute pair in a dark wash from the Gap, then loyally heads over to Anthropologie with me and commits herself to finding the perfect jeggings for Auntie Morgan.
Of course, Auntie Morgan has been slipping a little on her flat belly diet, so I make Stella turn her back while I pull a few pairs of black jeggings in size hm-hm off the rack and head into the dressing room. Yikes! Too tight here, a bit of a bulge there. Much to Stella’s chagrin, I staunchly refuse to come out of the dressing room.
In the end, to save face, I buy a pair anyway, with the knowledge that I’m going to have to do the flat belly hardcore for a few weeks before I can pull these puppies off in public! While Stella eats a cheeseburger, fries, AND a shake for lunch at the food court, I wait to get home so I can pick at a small bowl of watercress and arugula salad. Oh, to be young again! But with a little bit of basil oil and rice wine vinegar, the salad isn’t so bad. I just keep one eye on my new jeggings.
