You guys! Have ya’ll heard of LuLaRoe yet? If not, you’re super late to the Fatty Pants Party!
I am not crazy, therefore, I do not sell LuLaRoe (I personally know almost all of the consultants I buy from, and they are all lovely ladies. They are not really crazy at all, other than the fact that they actively choose to sell clothes to cerifiably crazy women, i.e., MOI). So, this is not a paid review or any of that shite.
I’m just genuinely obsessed.
What I like most about LuLaRoe is the fact that I now wear leggings seven days a week. That’s all the days, yo.
The day my principal walked into my classroom donning unicorn LuLaRoe leggings, it was game on.
I don’t even know what jeans are anymore. Since discovering the obsession-worthy patterns and unreal buttery softness of LLR leggings, I refuse to wear anything that constricts my fat and makes me breathless when I lean over to tie my shoes.
No more, jeans! No.more.
Not only have the leggings replaced all other leg coverings I used to wear, the other styles LuLaRoe offers are MAGIC FOR FATTIES.
I currently own eight pairs of leggings (waiting on a pair I just bought today). I also own seven other pieces that aren’t leggings. This is my favorite skirt of all time:

I’m a cheapskate. So, for me to buy clothing that starts at $25 a piece, LLR must be pretty magical.
Maybe I’m delusional, and I really look like Bertha the elephant clad in seafoam and gray arrows. Or… I LOOK FUCKING AMAZING!








My fat loves my LuLaRoe. Since I stopped trying to suck my fat into too tight jeans, I’ve been surprisingly happier and more relaxed. Everyone who knows me in real life ought to stop hating and be thankful my new obsession benefits those around me.
You’re welcome.
#leggingsarelife #leggingsarepants #yestheyareasshole
