So after a trip to the bathroom I realized that my perfect pair of black pants have a rip down the seam! Lovely. I have no clue when it happened, but i'm so happy that I'm sporting a long tunic type shirt today, because mums the word on my pant situation.
At least I now have an excuse to go shopping. I guess the tailor would be cheaper, but that's no fun.
* Note: I wish my rip looked as cute as the image above. I would totally rock that!