A very inspired title, I know.
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A good pair of tights really are a winter staple for me. In fact, if I could get away with wearing them all year round, I probably would. In fact, I took a pair of tights with me when I went on holiday to Italy in the middle of August. Just in case I needed them, you know, in the stifling heat. And let me tell you, had the temperature dropped for even a minute I would have pulled them on under my summer dress, quick as a flash. I always think they add something to an outfit that can’t be achieved with bare legs. I love the way my legs look in thick, matte black tights. I love a pair of bright red tights can transform a boring, slobby outfit into something that I will get complimented on. I love to pull on a pair of thick, wooly, ribbed tights in the winter, and head out for the day just as warm as if I were wearing trousers, but infinitely more comfortable.
Tights y/n? I get the feeling they’re one of those things that completely polarises people: either you’re like me and could live in them, or you can’t comprehend why anybody would ever want to pour themselves into a pair. I’ve heard them being referred to as ‘FAF bags’, as in ‘Fanny, Arse and Feet bags.’