So I'm wearing jeans right now. They are tight, skinny, hot jeans.
What a slut.
The only thing is that I'm at home alone. Nobody can see me. Just like nobody has seen me in jeans for at least 4 years now.
That's because I'm a skirt wearer. That special breed of orthodox girl who bent over for patriarchy and wears a tube of fabric around her legs to remind the world that she's not a man.
Look, I know that I can wear pants. I know that there's no source requiring me to wear skirts. I could even wear my ass-tight jeans and it wouldn't be a problem b/c none of the sources even talk about tightness of clothing. All they talk about it skin that needs to be covered. Not how it needs to be covered.
But alas, I am a halachic coward. Orthodox girls wear skirts and so I wear skirts. I wouldn't want to rock to boat.
Sadly this applies in other areas as well.
I learnt how to laiyn, but I never have in public.
I reckon I'd make an ok Rabbi, but I have no intention of going for smicha.
I only eat cheese that's on the kosher list.
I won't eat in a vegan restaurant without a hechsher.
Basically I'm a total wimp and coward. Even though I know that all these things are ok halachically I still don't do them.
What a wuss.
