Memories In Leather Pants

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My co-worker Joann gave me these leather pants in 2005, I think. she used to wear them clubbing, shirtless, with Felix the Cat pasties over her nipples. I never did that.

 My favorite memory of wearing the leather pants was at a club with a scary bouncer, watching J. play bass with his band, when I suddenly remembered I left a candle burning in my living room. Danger! I got to the door and asked the bouncer if I could get back in later, because I left a candle burning. The scary bouncer: "Yes! Go, girl, go, you gotta put that sh*t out! I'll be here, no worries!" Then he was my favorite bouncer. I think he remembered me by the leather pants.

Another favorite leather pants memory, also with J. at a club, where we ran into the sister of his recent ex-girlfriend. I may have also been wearing a top that showed some cleavage? The sister was nice to me in that "Who the hell are you, sl*t?" way that girls can do. Ha. I am hardly ever the evil other woman in leather pants! That was fun!

I don't have very many memories of my leather pants because it's pretty hot in San Antonio year round; there is a very small window where you can actually wear them comfortably. Truthiness: I can't zip them up now, but my goal is to get back into the leather pants so I can have some new adventures! The only bad thing about the leather pants is that they basically erase your booty, but I'm willing to part with it for a night.

Comments

Busy Bee Suz said…
I had a white leather mini skirt back in the day...it was a hand-me down from a friend. I miss it. Of course, it wouldn't fit around my head these days.
Felix the cat pasties? I gotta know.....
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Anonymous said…
Leather pants... always a winner. ;)
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Anonymous said…
Wow, you look amazing in them. Was it downtown on the river walk or was it Cowboys that you wore them?
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Rebecca Foster said…
Neither, I wore them to shows in Austin, as I recall. Thanks!
Thursday, January 10, 2013
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