One Size Fits All? My arse!

Leggings and boots have been my fashion choice for winter downunder this year, and you can never have too many pairs of either, right? :stuck_out_tongue:

So browsing the other day, I found another pair of leggings to add to my collection…nice and thick to keep the chilly mornings at bay, and in my preferred black, no patterns or stuff for me thankyew. They were One Size Fits All, so I had no qualms about not trying them on beforehand.

Now I’m a reasonably normal size: I come within the recommended BMI index (yes, I know index is redundant, bite me) by a couple of points, and apart from a wee bit of middle-aged tummy to contend with, I’m fine.

But d’ya think these bloody leggings fit me? I can get them on orright, but geezus they’re tight. I can feel my circulation slowing in my legs as soon as they’re on. And I can get them over my tummy (just) but they then hang down over my arse somewhat, leaving that horrible-feeling gap between.

Yep, they’d be One Size Fits All twelve year old girls with no hips. Maybe.

Urgghh.

You know, the phrase “One size fits all? My arse!”, when spoken around here, can get you into a lot of trouble. (Or invites to lots of parties, whatever…)

Or produced endless requests for photos (or it didn’t happen).

One size fits all - Never fits my arse! I don’t think even two of the one size fits alls would fit my arse. My clothes come from Omar the Tentmaker. :frowning:

Well, you’d look right silly if you wore them up top, then, wouldn’t you? :dubious:

‘One Size Fits All’ really means ‘This Is The Only Size We Make, Tough Titty’.