I love my velour track suits. They have been a source of much teasing from my husband (1999 called, they want their track suit back), but I love how comfortable and stylish (I thought) they are. I went to a practice for a flash mob that I will be in and there were mirrors all around. I hadn't seen just how fat I've gotten and how bad the track suit looks. I think it's time for some dietary changes and to let the track suits go. Ouch.
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I wore velour while pregnant with Noah and not since. I'm just not into it. It feels unflattering to me. We'll go shopping!
Shopping sounds great!
you're hilarious. confession: I also like velour! (dang it--how did that happen?!). let's wear it together. I think Ryan's just jealous that he can't pull it off... :)
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