In Praise of Yoga Pants

I have been a life-long member of Team Jeans or GTFO, but I have finally seen the light and embraced yoga pants. What in the world was I thinking all these years?? 

Five pairs of yoga pants in assorted styles
In praise of yoga pants by nerdling

Fine, maybe I’m falling into some awful stereotype of stay-at-home-moms who have given up, but I don’t care. I am home most of the time, so why the hell can’t I be comfy while sprawled out on the floor playing with beads? Why in the world do people place a character judgment on whether or not my pants zip? Yoga pants are stretchy and soft and wonderful, and there’s nothing wrong with that!

And yes, I do wear them in public on occasion, despite the fact that, as Stacy London once put it, “The cut is not very flattering”¦ even if you’ve got the best body in the world, they show every lump, bump, curve and ripple.” If you don’t want to see my lumpy ass, don’t look at it! It took me a long time to get over having crippling anxiety about being judged for shit like that, but I’ve finally decided (most of the time) that my comfort matters more to me than what someone else may or may not be thinking. The only things that keep me from wearing them out all the time are the lack of pockets to carry all my crap in and the fact that it’s been a bloody cold winter and the pants I have aren’t terribly warm. Come spring, all bets are off.

The fact is, yoga pants are everywhere these days, and the haters are just gonna have to deal with it. You can get them for about $20 at Target or Kohl’s or you can spend nearly $100 or more for fancy pants by Lululemon or Athleta (which boost the smug factor somewhat, but are indistinguishable from the cheap versions to most mere mortals) or you can shell out absolutely obscene amounts for designer yoga pants. I’m pretty sure the ones I’m wearing right now came from a warehouse club, so I definitely go for the inexpensive versions and they’re still ridiculously comfortable.

What about you? Do you live in yoga pants or would you not be caught dead in them?

By [E] Hillary

Hillary is a giant nerd and former Mathlete. She once read large swaths of "Why Evolution is True" and a geology book aloud to her infant daughter, in the hopes of a) instilling a love of science in her from a very young age and b) boring her to sleep. After escaping the wilds of Waco, Texas and spending the next decade in NYC, she currently lives in upstate New York, where she misses being able to get decent pizza and Chinese takeout delivered to her house. She lost on Jeopardy.

24 replies on “In Praise of Yoga Pants”

Yeah, it seems like the answer around here has been resoundingly, “If I wear em its cause they’re comfy!”

And I’m the only person who mentioned men being attracted to them, but I specifically stated that I don’t wear them because that sort of attention (even if indirect) squicks me out!

Ha! I didn’t know about that article. My husband does like my ass in yoga pants, but that’s not why I wear them, and I’m damn sure not wearing them in public to entice teh menz. And he’s whining about women wearing them to the gym, which is their “intended” use? Fuck off, buddy.

At home, I wear only what I call “comfy pants” — I’d found gaucho pants on clearance years ago, and they’re jersey-knit and comfy and, from a distance, don’t look so much like I Couldn’t Give Fewer Fucks pants. I am down to my last wearable pair, sadly, so hopefully I can add to the comfy pants collection soon.
In public? Jeans. I like having (useable) pockets. I use my pockets, so I need pockets I can use. Thus, jeans.

I work at home or I’m on the road. I wear sweats or yoga pants most every day, because if I do leave the house it’s either to go to the gym or just to run out and grab food – I’m lucky if I remember to brush my hair; the pants won’t change. If I’m traveling, I’ll wear whatever is comfortable and easy to pack for the flight, so yoga pants are frequently my travel attire. The only time I wear ‘real people’ clothes is when I’m doing a work gig on the road or have any kind of event to attend (rare).

I think I really only wear yoga pants at yoga- or generally between yoga and home/work. If I have to run an errand in between home/yoga, yes I will totally wear my yoga pants into the store and not think anything of it. But I don’t really wear them otherwise. If I’m home for a long while at either the beginning or end of the day, I am generally in my pajama pants (flannel for cold weather, scrubs-like material for hot days… so much comfy…). And I am entirely no-pajama-pants-in-public.

I’m 66 and am a stay-at-home-retiree. I love my yoga pants. Comfort is the best (except when I inadvertently buy some that are low rise). I mostly wear them at home or in the gym but if I need to do something between gym and home, I go anyway… usually with a long shirt or sweater. I would never go out with leggings but yoga pants (wide bottoms) seem OK. Don’t look if it offends. What you think of me is none of my business.

I love to wear those sort of pants inside, but outdoors not so much.

Even if I thought I looked good in them, the drooling obsession of some men with women in yoga pants is enough to turn me off from the idea. But I tend to cringe away from that sort of thing.

I’m all for yoga pants (or really any kind of lounge/sleep wear) while at home, but I don’t like wearing them out of the house, and I do kind of judge people who wear not-real pants to run errands outside the home or gym. I’m not as much anti-yoga pants as I am anti-pajama pants in public, and it’s a slippery slope to me.

Word. I’m all about “real pants” in public, but I think these feelings of mine have a lot to do with the fact that I wear scrubs to work. I don’t want to wear pjs and yoga pants on my days off. I want to wear real clothes and attempt to look cute-ish. :-)

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