My favorite sweatpants have a tapered, cosmopolitan fit.
(It’s important to look cosmopolitan when padding around the house eating
cinnamon toast.)
I’ve had these sweats for so long, I couldn’t remember where
they came from. So I asked Lynn to check. She went behind me, pulled back the
sweatpants' waistband to look at its tag — and started laughing.
“What’s so funny?”
No answer. More laughing.
Annoyed, I spun the sweats around as best I could (always a
good look), and peered at the label:
“Hanes for Her”
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