In Which I Talk More About Home Clothes

The last couple of times I have visited Big Michelle at her house, I have found her wearing jeans or something similarly binding. To me, this is a very foreign concept. Jeans + house? No.

For one thing, jeans are generally considered to be clothes you wear when you're out and about, right? Unless I put on a new pair of jeans, I'll be wearing jeans I've already worn out and, as you know, I am very averse to this. As a germ freak, the idea of sitting on my bed in jeans I wore on the bus is downright disgusting. Can you imagine rolling around in your bed at night (and I mean innocent rolling as you try to get to sleep. I only have a single bed after all) and basically smearing your body with the phlegm and snot of the various bogans and other filthy citizens that have used the bus in the last 10 or so years (I am guessing those bus seats are never cleaned)? I shudder just thinking about it.

Furthermore, I tend to wear fairly tight jeans (as pretty much everyone does these days. Do loose jeans even exist anymore?). I also like to sit in bizarre positions and rarely can be found sitting normally (unless I am in public). Usually, this involves one leg up on the chair or hanging off the side or tucked behind my ear. THIS IS SIMPLY NOT COMPATIBLE WITH JEANS-WEARING. You cannot get into these positions whilst wearing jeans.

Yes, I have resisted opening the door to the Avon lady several times in the past because I am wearing something ridiculous(ly comfortable) but I believe it is completely worth it. I am always comfortable at home. There is no such thing as "binding" home clothes. Sometimes I feel sorry for those that wear jeans and other disgusting garments at home. Do you know what you're missing? The cool breeze on your feral legs, the ability to sit cross-legged on the floor on any whim?

J