Sweats

I think I've been haunted, my whole life, by sweats. This past week, I attended the screening party of Al Gore's new documentary about the environment. I didn't actually get to see the film. My friend invited me to the after-party, very last minute. I was coming from work, and I was wearing a Juicy hoodie and American Apparel sweatpants. I think I had on a tank top underneath the hoodie, and my pink puma sneakers. As soon as I walked into the Directors Guild of America building, security was on me. The security guards were asking me a lot of questions...who was I with? What was my name? Was I just coming to pick someone up? Luckily, my friend, Neil, showed up and ended the interrogation. Lots of people were there...Al Gore, Jessica Alba, Larry David...to name a few. And I was there in my sweats!

In junior high, I broke up with my football playing boyfriend with a note. This is a lesson I need to pass on to any kid in school...DO NOT break up with your boyfriend in a note. Leave no paper trail...it will come back to haunt you! In this note, I gave some reasons for why I broke up with him...one of them being...he had said I looked "sexy in sweats." I don't know why...but I was disgusted with that comment back then. Well, the next day...the note had been passed around...and most of the guys on the football team would come up to me and, yes...you guessed it...tell me that I looked sexy in sweats.