While Dadcat was up in Idaho last summer, I went out to brunch with his aunt & uncle, and his gorgeous cousin and her daughter came, too. It was really good to see everybody, and I was thanking myself for picking out a pair of fairly tight black pants that make me look slimmer (sigh) and a good looking tunic top. It was a Chinese buffet, so we were all up and down several times.
As we were leaving, Aunt Ronnie said, "What's that, hon?" I looked at the back of my thigh, and there for all the world to see was the size strip they stick on new pants, advertizing my not so slim pants size to the world.