I'm sick of girls posting how thankful they are for stretch pants during the holidays. We get it, bitch; you like eating treats and need to pressure your peers into conforming to the lowest common denominator of self-restraint.
Shit. Somebody beat me to a pair of vintage cordovan longwings I was excited to buy on ebay. I put them on watch late last night and went back this evening to buy them and they were gone. I hope it's one of you guys.