The Ivy Pinkerton Files

 

From New York, Ivy reports:

Starved for Leggings

While visiting the Dabbler in LA last week I learned a few important things:

1) LA is sometimes colder than NYC in the spring
2) The Dabbler and I have the same pajamas
3) Leggings are spreading like bird flu

You might figure that when a trend is featured in Star magazine it is practically over. Not so. This one is just getting started.

While lunching with the Dabbler in a vegan-macrobiotic- inanimate-object-cruelty-
free restaurant as hip Angelinos tend to favor, I became aware of another important fact about leggings – they attract the very, very skinny. As I waited in line to order, the legging-clad woman in front of me (pictured left, center), ordered “brown rice with steamed kale” and then debated over what additional flavor-free roughage should accompany her “meal”, I couldn’t help think that I’d rather have pie (make mine meat pie) than leggings any day.

Leggings are really only fashionable on the super-skinny, cause if you aren’t whippet thin, you risk looking about as unfashionable as a pre-surgery Star Jones in dance pants (see right). And who can take that chance? --IP