Hello yoga pants! Now that I’ve got your attention, a serious question to ask, here. Does anyone really look bad in yoga pants? They are somehow flattering to all shapes and sizes (unless of course, they are sheer, and then I might retract my statement.) Although yoga isn’t quite my forte, I am a fan of these easy, breezy little tights, that I slip on before I dart out the door to the gym. They shrink down to size, and as I pull them out of my drawer, they look teeny, they look tiny, and I swear if I eat one more blueberry, they won’t quite fit, but voilà! They always do! They stretch, they cling, they flatter, and they do hug in all the right places. Little miracle workers, they are! As I throw on a top, and sneakers, I think to myself, why can’t I just live in these clothes everyday? They’re cute, comfy, and they are entirely too easy.
Blogger babes, yoga pants, and one, hot SLT studio. That was the scene this past weekend, when I was invited to host a curated class for SLT’s fancy new studio on the Upper West Side. Over 24 hours later, and I’m still thinking about our sweat sesh, because it rocked, but also because every muscle in my body is still sore (in the best way possible, of course).