I believe there comes a moment in every woman’s daily life when she can no longer stand wearing her blue jeans. They’ve simply got to come off. Can you relate? That friendly second skin of cotton and spandex that hugged and caressed your curves just this morning now feels like a cantankerous boa constrictor. There will be no joy in Whoville until that ruthless dungeon of denim lies abandoned on the bedroom floor and is replaced by the gentle embrace of yoga pants.
Many of us also feel constrained by our “comfortable” day-to-day lives.
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