Victoria, I'm telling your secret

I would like to announce that NEVER do I think it's needed to wear sweats and or pajama bottoms in public. Is it truly that hard to choose jeans over the alternative? You hear me WalMart people! Now on the other hand there are a few moments where it is acceptable. Running kids to school, when not getting out of the car. To and from your workout, please stop flaunting your tight buns to me. And when flying. This is becoming more and more a must with it's see where you do and do not shave x-ray machines. My husband was not only patted down but put threw the machine a few times due to what they said "was his multiple zippers". Nice to know those could be assumed as weapons of mass destruction. A 7 and a half hour flight, not counting drive time to and from the airports, with a husband who would no doubt complain more then the kids required sweats! Only a day before our flight I stopped in Victoria's Secret to purchase a pair. I know this was a bad idea because no one should have to see "pink" stretched to that size across my back side but little did I know that would be the least of my worries. At some point during the flight I began to notice my hands turning blue. Slight panic, check vitals, seems fine, cross legs WHAT IS THAT?! My white Nikes had turned blue too! Pull up pant leg...OH MY GOD! I had turned the shade of denim! Oh!!! that's what that tag I ripped off them at 4am had said "wash before wearing...color will wear off" When finally able to take a shower at 11pm I had scrubbed my legs twice with a puff to no avail. Grabbed the WHITE wash cloth to only dye it in the process. It took approximately 3 more showers to return to my god given color. So your secret dear Victoria...you're trying to make the world more colorful...one set of legs at a time!