Abby Heugel: A Letter to My New Yoga Pants
I understand you had higher hopes for where you'd end up, maybe some fashion-forward type with a perky butt that would fill you out better than I can and wear you only once every few weeks while "slumming" and sipping wine on a veranda.
However, the simple fact is that I chose you to come into my life and join a rotation of about three other pair of these pants. You play the hand you're dealt.