When I was younger, I remember having the absolute hardest time trying to find pants that fit me. Needless to say, I was too young to understand that I had a shapely lower half that was making it nearly impossible to walk out of any store with a purchase in my hand. Heartbreaking and downright devastating for a kid and became traumatized by it all. Well, who was more traumatized? Me or my mother? That’s easy. Giving it up to the one taking me shopping (and paying).