The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

Traveling pants are pants that ‘magically’ fit four different teenage girls with completely different body types. This is from the novel Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants by Ann Brashares, which was later made into a movie. The pants that I am referring to as my own traveling pants is a pair of black pants from Wet Seal, given to me by a friend because she did not like the color of the pants (it was brand new and just purchased). She had a bad habit of bulk buying things without trying them on and then if she decided she didn’t like something she would just throw it in her closet and forget about it. I thought it is always good to have a pair of black pants, they pretty much go with anything. Little did I know that these pants had a special quality, it fits my mother and sister just as well as it fits myself. The three of us are pretty much the same height, but our shapes are completely different. My mother and I are similarly shaped but she happens to be a little more ‘hippier’ than me and usually wears two or three sizes larger than me. My sister has been blessed with a lot more curves than me and does not wear the same size pants as me, not including sweatpants. When my mother was looking for pants to match a beautiful top she was wearing and couldn’t find anything in her closet to match right, I simply stated that it sucks we aren’t the same size or I’d let her borrow my pants. Too tired of having to keep trying to find the right pants to match her top, she jokingly mentioned that I should let her try the pants. Well that is exactly what I did and to both of our surprise they fit, and well too. My sister saw and decided to try them on as well. Of course I told her that the pants wouldn’t fit, but for the second time that day I was wrong. The pants fit my sister and we were all talking about how these pants are amazing and that my friend had no idea of what she gave up.



So for many years now I have been trying to go skydiving. The only thing that kept me from fulfilling this dream was that I could either never find the time or I could never find someone to go with. Let’s face it, no one wants to try something that scary for the first time by themselves. If YOU are the exception, then kudos to you because it was an amazing experience that I was able to share with my friend and then brag about later.

At first we watched a video that basically told us the jump would be risky and that injury may occur or even worse death. That pretty much sounds like everything else nowadays. I mean seriously, have you ever watched a commercial for something that was supposed to make you feel better and then after the pros there’s like a whole page and a half of fine print listing side effects that outweigh the pros? Well this was pretty much the same thing.

Waiting for my turn to get into that plane to jump out TEN THOUSAND FEET up was both exciting and nerve-racking. My heart was all over the place. During the flight up to the goal height I was trying to calm my nerves by doing some deep breathing, which was recommended to me by the gentlemen I was attached to. This helped a lot. When it was time to jump I was thrilled and couldn’t wait to hop out and experience the world from a birds-eye. I was finally flying and carefree. The view was beyond spectacular and I will take that moment with me forever.

This was a great experience and I will definitely be going back with more friends in the future. For those who are curious, the flight up to the expected elevation was the scariest part, and when it comes time to jump out of the plane you will know exactly what to do (with the help of the instructor of course). One more note before I conclude, the song I had in my head to help me calm down during my deep breathing exercise was Ain’t it Fun by Paramore. It calmed me down and reminded me that I want to try new things and experience the most out of life.

photo by 516-skydive