The Traveling Pants?
My best friend of 13 years, the Shelbeast, washed a pen in the laundry and got ink on almost all of her pants. She’s got kind of a funky build, 6 feet tall, not an “apple” or a “pear” but more of a “banana” and has a hard time buying pants that fit. Her size tends to vary because of that, but she’s something like a 12 or a 14 and right now I’m definitely a 14, at 5′8″ and very normal proportions. But hey, she needs some pants and I have about 30 pair I can’t wear, so I got out all the 12s for her to try. For now. In a pinch.
ANYWAY THEY LIKE ALL MAGICALLY FIT HER
So now I have to see my best friend rocking my fantasy pants until such time as I have a reason to ask for them back. Even the maroon pleather ones. D:
Torture!!
