Day 241

Meet my favorite workout crops. My husband pretends he doesn't know me if I wear them when we go to the gym... and at the gym, it's about 50-50 between facial expressions that read what the hell are those (mostly males and judgmental cougars) and "OMG I sooo love your crops, where did you get them?" (valley girls, obvs)

I think they're bad ass. I don't care which half you fall into, but if you're totes the "OMG they're amaze, I want some" - well then, I love you.

Nugget doesn't care about my crops, he just wants my used water bottle... he likes to DESTROY them to prove he's a man even though he pees like a girl...  He totally dominated it, just as I have dominated the weight room whilst not caring what people think about what I'm wearing while I'm there.