I have never had very expensive yoga clothes. I have some high quality stuff that I splurge on sometimes. I adore my pieces from ALO, Reebok, and others. I hadn’t visited Oz until my birthday when the yellow brick road took me to Lululemon. Why would anyone want to go back after THAT. Here’s my new favorite Yoga outfit:
It feels like butter melting slowly all over my body. (Not that I’ve ever done that) Decadent, warm, oozing, dripping, magic woven silken threads of pure I don’t know what. That’s why my three articles of clothing cost just under $200.00 with a teacher discount. Lawd have mercy! Yoga teachers aren’t rich in the wallet – they are dripping with spiritual wealth but that’s not enough to support a closet-full of Lululemonade. A dancer in dancer’s pose:
With a daughter thinking she’s full of it. I am. I will love this get up and know it’s purchase was a happy-birthday-to-me moment.
After all don’t you get it with butter on your birthday?
