Okay Papa

Demyan 

With a deep inhale, I jumped in the air and landed with a squat as I forced my legs to slip into my jeans. I kicked out trying to stretch the material but no matter how hard I sucked in or breathed out they were still too tight. Maybe they had been tumble dried when they were not supposed to?

All in all, I chose not to stress myself any more as I slipped them off with a huff, folded them then neatly packed them back onto the shelf. Who wanted to force themselves into skinny jeans anyway when they could wear something as comfortable as cargo pants or sweatpants. 

Since I would be at the office and taking Eli, Belli and Lia around for errands, cargo pants seemed better since I still wanted to look professional. I wore it with a simple cotton shirt, black sneakers and a blazer thrown over. Summer was just around the corner and the weather had started to heat up therefore there was no need for heavy coats or jerseys.