Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Thunder Thighs = Death

I have a hole in my jeans. Not in any place intentional or trendy, like the knee or back pocket.

I have a worn through, stringy hole on the inner thigh. I just noticed it.

The rest of these jeans are fine. They are in perfectly good working order and could easily last me another year, if it weren't for my holey thigh.

Now, I have to go buy a new pair of black jeans, because I have friendly thighs that like to rub against each other. Constantly.

Prior to holes, this causes a little phenomenon that I like to call "thigh balls." This is the first step to holey thighs, in which the fabric starts to come apart and rub into little balls right there in your crotch. Nice, right?

Urgh. Here's hoping Old Navy is going to have a sale on denim soon.


  1. Funniest thing i have read so far today! Not to make light of a horrible experience. There is nothing worse than the passing of a good pair of jeans.