Last night I went to my sister’s apartment for dinner and had a very nauseating cab ride over. My stomach was feeling so queasy by the time I got there that I couldn’t even handle having jeans on. My sister generously offered me a pair of her pants to change into.

“Oh my god!” I exclaimed. “These are the most comfortable pants I’ve ever put on. And they fit perfectly! Where are they from?!”

The Gap. Maternity.