Also, this link will take you to one of the greatest cheers I’ve heard for cycling thus far. Seriously guys, they turned a not-so-G-rated rap song into a sweet motivator. It’s a must.
So lately I’ve been dreading doing the ol’ winter/summer clothes switcharoo that this tiny apartment calls for every year, so instead, I decided to focus on the tights.
The before (paper bag classy-ness)
Seriously, check out this basket, my tights won’t snag because it’s made out of like…cloth!
Thank you mother for finding the perfect basket, and thank heavens for finding a way to store my twenty pairs of tights. TWENTY. I….have no excuses. I even tweeted about having 18 today, and then found two more I bought this weekend that I had already forgotten about…
My name is Lindsay, and I have an addiction to tights.
(On a lighter note, I am well prepared for winter! ;))