Can anyone explain to me why a pair of premium womens' active leggings are 90 freaking dollars (or more)? That's just rude. How am I supposed to feel at ease sweating in leggings that are like, spun from gold or whatnot. Because that's the only reason it'd warrant that price, I think. How can I chaturanga dandasana with integrity, knowing that I got GOT by marketing, selling me this fantasy version of myself that never eats sugar and drinks green smoothies and rises with the sun and does yoga to start the day and end the night? What position am I doing again? Consumeranga Dumbassana? What position now? Breathe in, breathe out, lower yourself into Lululemon sale scavenger. Now, rise up into Kate Hudson's pregnancy glow pose and finish with a deep breath and thank yourself for making time for your practice and for buying these $90 leggings. We are all in different places in our journeys. Right now I'm still at the "No thanks, I'll work out in a t-shirt and underwear in the comfort of my own home" stage. Y'all are tripping. $90 leggings. Pshhh. Get outta here.
-j
