My Second Favorite Skin
In defense of "tipants"
By Meghan Ruth Speakerman,
12:52PM, Tue. Jan. 12, 2010
I've never been a huge fan of blue jeans. Yes, I'll sport a pair here and there (quite well I might add), but by lunchtime I'm itching to take them off. They are constricting, thick, and in my eyes a bit unnecessary during most of the moist and humid year here in Texas. I've always rocked elastic-band skirts, cotton shorts, or just a bathing suit bottom
for the duration of the 100-plus degree days. This all changed when we actually had a cold season and in my piles of hand-me-downs, (a blessed girl I am), was a pair of Guess cotton/spandex skintight pants – with just enough spandex to make 'em tight, but mostly cotton to keep your thighs nice and cozy. A friend has a very similar pair of pants that she got at Kohl's and is equally addicted to them. She calls them her "yoga pants". I have yet to take mine off and I wear them all the time- with my purple winter boots, while working out, as pajamas, or while crying in my UT shirt during the robbery of a game. I need ten more pair just like them before the Odor Creature overtakes and eats my favorite pants!
One might think my adoration for my tight pants, or "tipants", derives from our current Eighties flashback: to those I say no. I was born in 1987, so I was barely three and very unaware of popular culture by 1990. I have talked shit about the Eighties since I first started talking shit. I'm like a newborn walking into a heavily-cocained fashion scene of color and chunky funky wearings, because even though I shamelessly and without reason bash an inanimate phase in history, I do like some of the styles that bubbled up before my birth, especially the whole tights and big-ass sweater combo. A total fave. This outfit scheme will forever remind me of the cheesy mystery novels I was obsessed with as a tween. The girls next door always had just-out-of-the-shower hair, tights on, and a big-ass sweater. So to my second skin pants and Tami Hoag, I thank you for making me appreciate the eighties. And pants. And yoga. Oh, did I mention they're black? I can wear with any neon, shoulder-baring ensemble I want! Love it!