it's like i don't even know who i am anymore.

throughout the rise in popularity of leggings and tights i have firmly preached one truth and that is that they are not pants. if you wouldn't wear whatever is covering your upper half without the leggings because it would leave your buttock-area inappropriately exposed, then you should not be wearing it without pants. real, certified pants with pockets. this was my personal standard, and i felt that everyone else on the planet should abide by it as well because i know best. mary-kate olsen could evoke something more positive than a "girl, please," from me when she temporarily quit pants for black tights.

but a few days ago, i broke my rule. i left the house in a plaid shirt that covered my ass in its entirety, yet could not be considered socially acceptable for non-prostitutes without the tights i paired with it. i was walking a thin line, i realize. since this, i have been ardently defending myself to myself and others, even when they have not reproached me. it was strangely liberating, not wearing pants. and comfortable. and i want to do it again. but i feel like this would make me a sell-out. at least i am not wearing uggs (yet).

another issue i am currently dealing with is that i am growing to tolerate, maybe even kind of like katy perry. "i kissed a girl" was catchy, but too obnoxious to like. i don't know if i hated it because a) it trivialized homosexuality, b) every drunk girl has kissed one of her own and probably didn't mind it, so why write a song about this fact of life and pretend to be bold, katy perry? or c) because every time it came on the radio when i was in the presence of my mother, i feared she would ask, "have you ever kissed a girl, stephanie?," and i would not be able to lie convincingly enough in my response. now that it's not being forced into my ears eight times daily, it doesn't seem so awful. and should i happen to be in the presence of the current katy perry single, "hot n cold" (ugh.) i will totally bop along to that shit. it cannot be helped.

i also frequently feel the urge to be doing domestic things, such as baking or crafty activties. and instead of working on my final projects, the due dates to which are approaching rapidly, i am simply pretending they do not exist.