Jeans

I put on a pair of jeans this morning - an old pair, that are comfortable and that I can move in, and bend over in, even after I've eaten.

But I noticed (as I remember I notice every time I wear them) that there's just something about the way they fit that makes my thighs feel  - well - fat.  Each step brings a friction that makes me think they're going to catch on fire.

Now, doesn't that bring a mental picture:  a thigh fire.

I think I ought to label these jeans, so I'll know to put them on when I'm feeling....friction-free.  (My thighs, that is.)