Cargo Pants

Let's all give a warm welcome to Rachel, Brooke and the other Chloe.  Tonight they told me they read my blog so that means they get a shout out.  Honestly, that is a pretty big deal.  Now the three other people who read my blog know who you are.  There should probably be confetti or a trophy or something.  That is how big of a deal this is...  So, I know I already wrote a blog about the dreaded V-day.  (Which for the record does not stand for Velcro Day, although that sounds a lot more entertaining... Can you imagine everyone wearing Velcro outfits all day?  If you think about it, Velcro suits could probably bring people closer together more efficiently than chocolates and diamond earrings.)  Did that just get weird?  Anyway, I know my last blog was about Valentine's Day.  But it literally IS Valentine's Day right now.  I mean we are only an hour and eighteen minutes in but still.  So this one right here, is going to be about love.  I have never actually been in love so you may be asking yourself, "Self, why should we listen to what she has to say about love if she's never 'been in it'?"  Well, that is a weird expression first of all.  And as my research methods professor would point out, that is about as dumb as Dr. Phil writing a diet book.  Which now that I write it down is super offensive...  But whatever.  Tonight I was at a Death by Chocolate party with my sorority sisters.  I told you we get chocolate crazy during DWIISAFYTBDPGQYSO! (That was a reference to my other blog.  If you didn't understand it, you clearly aren't a true fan...)  But at said party, we watched the movie Valentine's Day (fitting), and there is this scene with Ashton Kutcher in cargo pants.  My first thought, "He is currently dating my celebrity girl crush Mila Kunis." My second thought, "He is extremely attractive."  My third, and best thought, "I would marry that man even if he wears cargo pants.  Plus with all those pockets there is so much room to store all of our love!!"  And that is when I realized that despite the fact that cargo pants are super out of style, I need to find a man who wears them.  Because clearly, he is storing all his love in those pockets.  Ten billion pockets= ten billion loves for me.  Logic.  But seriously, as you celebrate Valentine's Day today(or actively fight against it) try to share love with everyone around you.  Not just your significant others, but everyone.  And share as much love as could fit in the multiple, efficient, probably-could-hold-a-human-child-sized pockets of a tacky pair of cargo pants.  Also, if for some reason you have a velcro suit, you should wear it.  I want Velcro Day to be real.  Let's make it happen.