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Boston magazine has a great monthly item called Fashion Masochist, and I took one for the team in the latest issue by walking around for two days in this disaster of an outfit. The leggings weren’t as uncomfortable as I thought they’d be – they are by far the tightest thing I’ve ever worn (in public) – and you’d be amazed how quickly you get used to walking around town in silhouetted nakedness. I even went to see the Transformers movie in them, which was only terrible because the leggings kept slipping down and exposing my bare bottom on the nasty theater seat. But for the far more embarassing parts, though, you’ll have to read the story. Does this officially make me a slave to fashion?