Alice In Yoga Pants

Before anyone sees the tunic or the yoga pants, I start with color. Underneath today’s outfit there’s a whisper of pastel—prints that make me smile and plastic pants that glow softly under fabric. When the colors beneath echo the colors above, my whole look feels intentional… and my confidence shows up before I do. My go-to pairings this week Mint on Mint: Luminous mint fleece shorts over a pastel-print diaper   and plastic pants . Fresh, fun, and mood-lifting. Lavender & Navy: Navy yoga pants with lavender-leaning CTD prints peeking only for me; top with a lavender scrunchie for a tiny, visible echo. Boxwood Wine & Cream: Hint the Boxwood Wine set with a cream or blush tunic . Underneath, white diaper + frosted plastic pants keeps the look luxe, not loud. Soft Neutrals, Happy Hearts: Oatmeal tunic + charcoal leggings over pastel printed diaper ; plastic pants keep everything smooth so fabrics drape beautifully. Why it works: A small echo of ...

Because every outfit starts from the inside out Part of my new ‘From the Inside Out’ series — exploring how confidence begins in comfort. Before the tunic, before the yoga pants, before the lipstick or perfume — there’s the layer that starts it all. For me, confidence begins in what most people never see: a soft, secure diaper and the gentle shimmer of plastic pants. Those two layers have carried me through long workdays, spontaneous coffee runs, and quiet evenings alike. They’re not just protection — they’re permission. 🩷 Permission to move without worry. 🌿 Permission to smile, swish, and focus on living instead of hiding. 💜 Permission to be comfortable in every sense of the word. There was a time when I saw those layers as something to conceal. Now, I see them as the foundation that lets everything else flow. My tunics hang better, my leggings feel smoother, my energy feels lighter. It’s amazing how much strength can come from softness. That’s what Cotton Tail Diapers is al...

  There’s something quietly magical about the tunic. Long, flowing, detailed with embroidery or eyelet lace, it moves with a grace that feels both timeless and practical. For Professional Alice , a tunic slips effortlessly over work pants or yoga pants, offering coverage while letting the details do the talking. The embroidery whispers just enough personality without ever breaking “office-appropriate.” I can stand tall, padded underneath, and know I’m styled with intention. But the same tunic transforms once I’m off the clock. Paired with leggings, ballet flats, or even a swish of lace peeking out, it becomes Flirtier Alice —a softer, freer version of me. The same fabric, the same embroidery… but suddenly, I’m walking through cafés, bookstores, and wine bars with a swish and a smile. That’s the power of the tunic: it doesn’t just cover, it flows . It lets me exist in both worlds at once—professional and playful, practical and padded, confident and carefree. This week, I’m remin...

Support isn’t just for the girls—sometimes it’s the hug you didn’t know you needed. Most men will never know what it feels like to be held—not just in someone’s arms, but by something soft and strong wrapped around your chest, quietly saying: I’ve got you. They’ll button their shirts, tuck in their undershirts, put on the “manly” gear… and still feel something missing. A tension in their shoulders. A restlessness they can’t name—because nobody taught them that support could be soft. If he just tried a longline sports bra — Not as a costume. Not as a joke. Not in secret or shame. But once, with curiosity and a gentle heart… He’d understand why I wear mine every day. 🩷 It’s Not About Gender—It’s About Feeling Safe When I wear my longline sports bra —whether blush pink, mint green, baby blue, or lavender—I’m not just choosing “women’s activewear.” I’m choosing a feeling. A sensation that’s hard to explain until you’ve experienced it: The soft pressure across your chest that says he...

Some of the best evenings begin when you're still glowing from yoga—body warm, spirit soft, and heart just open enough to be brave. After class this week, I went home and slipped into a look that felt exactly right: my boxwood wine Old Navy yoga pants, a cropped sweatshirt to match, and those sweet black ballet flats with the dainty little strap. But what really pulled it all together? A pale pink longline sports bra peeking out just enough to say, yes, I’m a little flirty too. I met a couple of the ladies from class at the wine bar—and the second I walked in, the compliments started flying. “Alice, stop! ” “Look at you!” One of them gave me a playful pat on the bottom and said, “You’re seriously too cute.” Then came the classic tease: “The only thing you're missing is heels.” But when she glanced down and saw the sweet little ballet flats with their strap, she paused, smiled, and said, " Never mind. These are girlier yet." And then—oh yes—they spotted it. “You ...

I try to put a bit of effort into my airport looks — sometimes it’s a drapey linen pant, sometimes a stretchy pair of leggings, but on long-haul flights, nothing beats yoga pants. The problem? At 6’4” (or anywhere above 5’9”, really), standard inseams just don’t cut it. They ride up mid-calf when you sit down, they shorten in the wash, and they never quite give that sleek line you want. Thankfully, I’ve found two brands that consistently make tall-friendly yoga pants that don’t leave ankles exposed: Old Navy and Yogipace . These extended-inseam options prove that comfort and polish can go hand in hand — no hemming required. And the best part? They fit and look good even with my puff — which means I can travel comfortably, stay padded, and still step off the plane feeling pulled together. Old Navy Extra High-Waisted CloudComfy Boot-Cut Leggings Price range: $35–$40 Ultra-soft and stretchy, made for movement. The extra high waist smooths and stays put when traveling. Boot...

One of the things I’ve learned about myself is that life feels softer, easier, and more authentic when I lean into what makes me comfortable. For me, that means wearing yoga pants and leggings as my daily uniform—and yes, having the security of diapers and plastic pants underneath. I used to think leggings were only for the gym or lounging at home. But this past week, I committed to living fully in them: seven days, no exceptions. Just outfits, outings, and daily life. Here’s how it unfolded: Monday: A Simple Start I began the week with olive drab leggings and a black embroidered tunic with a ruffled hem. The tunic floated just low enough to soften outlines, while the leggings remained the focus. Black boots grounded the look. Running errands used to be filled with dread, but this outfit let me feel composed and relaxed. I even caught my reflection in a shop window and thought: Yes. This is me. Tuesday: Yoga Flow For yoga, I wore lavender 7/8 leggings with a white tank over my sports b...

This week’s Wardrobe Wednesday starts with a little swish. Picture it: me stepping out of my neighborhood coffee shop in black flare yoga pants, a lavender hoodie slipping just enough to show the strap of my pink longline sports bra, and my tote brushing against my hip. The barista had just given me a smile—not a puzzled one, but the kind that says I see you, and you look good. In that moment, I wasn’t “a guy in yoga pants.” I was simply Alice: padded, soft, confident, and swishing happily into my day. ✨ A little history, Alice-style Of course, it wasn’t always like this. The “gear only” years: In the 2000s, men’s leggings were strictly compression tights—gear for running or cycling, hidden under shorts, invisible outside of sport. But here’s my secret: I was wearing them even earlier. In the mid-90s, I ran and rollerbladed in bold tights—blue tiger stripes, even pink. Women on the trail loved them. They didn’t laugh; they smiled. That feeling of freedom, of being noticed in...

Lavender, longline, and a little crinkle confidence—heading to class with a smile Sometimes it’s not just about what you wear. It’s about the way someone else reacts when you show up in it. There’s this yoga mom in my neighborhood — stroller, leggings, ponytail — who has basically become my unexpected cheerleader. We’ve bumped into each other three times now while I’m heading to class. Always me in leggings or shorts, always padded underneath. First time: Black leggings. Mat on my shoulder. Nervous as hell. She smiles. “Going to yoga?” “Yeah.” “Have fun — you look great!” That was it. But I carried those words through the whole class like a secret. Second time: It was hot out. I went bolder. Mint short shorts. Thick diaper. Pastel plastic baby pants under there, crinkling with every step. I felt exposed. Embarrassed. Excited. She didn’t even blink. “Love the shorts! Have fun at yoga!” I walked off grinning like a fool. Third time (today): Lavender leggings. Snug. ...

Welcome to Wardrobe Wednesday! Each week, I’m sharing real-life outfit ideas, tips, and reflections on how I dress for yoga, the gym, and daily life while managing incontinence. For me, that means wearing thick diapers and plastic baby pants under everything I own—and still showing up with softness, style, and confidence. Whether you wear protection too, or just need gentle encouragement to feel good in your body, I hope you find a little inspiration here. 💗 🌸 Dressing for the Studio (Yes, With Diapers) When I first started doing yoga again, I had no idea what to wear. Not just for style—but for security, comfort, and confidence. I needed protection I could trust… and I also wanted to look cute. That’s not always an easy combo when you’re padded and crinkly underneath. But after four months of consistent practice, dozens of classes, and a few wonderfully squeaky mishaps—I’ve figured out what works. 🩷 Base Layer: Protection First Diaper: I use thick but trim-fitting ad...

Short Girl Summer is here, and these are my go-tos… Mint, black, soft, padded, proud—and all me. Each week, I’ll be sharing real-life outfit ideas, tips, and reflections on how I dress for yoga, the gym, and daily life while managing incontinence. For me, that means wearing thick diapers and plastic baby pants under everything I own—and still showing up with softness, style, and confidence. As a self-proclaimed athleisure enthusiast (with an overflowing closet to prove it—okay, maybe more of an aspiring expert), I’ve tried it all: leggings, yoga pants, joggers, you name it. I’m still building my dream wardrobe one pair of yoga pants at a time—but if there’s one thing I’ve become very particular about, it’s fabric. When I find a material I love, I stay loyal—and this summer, my loyalty has a new favorite form: shorts. I’ve long been a fan of Old Navy’s Studio Smooth, PowerSoft, and Dynamic Fleece lines. So when I saw their shorts in the same dreamy materials, I had to try them. Let m...

  There’s a question that comes up more often than you’d think, whispered in locker rooms, asked quietly in DMs, or just left unspoken: “Is it okay for a man to wear women’s leggings to yoga or the gym?” The answer is a soft, resounding yes. Not just okay, but absolutely valid, comfortable, and empowering. And I want to walk you through why, because you deserve to feel confident on your mat, no matter what label is stitched into your waistband. ✅ 1. Yoga Is Inclusive, Not a Fashion Show Yoga studios aren’t runways. The people around you are too focused on breathing, flowing, and staying balanced to care what brand your leggings are, or which aisle they came from. The yoga space, at its best, is nonjudgmental and body-positive. It’s about presence, not presentation. And if you feel supported in soft high-waisted leggings with a pretty seam, wear them with pride. ✅ 2. Women’s Leggings Often Just Fit Better Let’s be real: men’s leggings can be limiting. They’re often too short, too st...

I see them sometimes—guys lingering at the edge of the women’s activewear section. Hovering near the leggings and sports bras, pretending to look for a girlfriend, a wife, a sister. When no one’s watching, their hands brush the fabric. Their eyes flick toward the soft pastels, the stretchy knits, the beautiful world just a step away. But the moment they see someone else—a stranger, another man, even me—they bolt. Shame tells them softness isn’t for them. That comfort is somehow dangerous. That leggings, sports bras, or yoga pants will unmake who they think they’re supposed to be. And there I am. In my big, crinkly diaper. Wearing leggings, or shorts, or yoga pants—whatever I chose that day. Standing proudly in that same aisle, picking through racks, comparing colors, holding a soft longline sports bra to my chest to check the fit. Sometimes girls giggle. Sometimes they just smile. But I’ve never had a problem. Because I’m not ashamed. The truth is: If he just tried it, he’d under...

  There’s something about the rhythm of a busy yoga mom life—running from class to errands to a quiet moment with a chai—that makes you treasure the little touches. The details that make your day smoother and sweeter. And this week, I found a new favorite: a simple, colorful way to turn my everyday tote into something unmistakably mine. The trick? A satin scrunchie bundle clipped right to the strap. That’s it. Four soft scrunchies—lavender, baby blue, mint, and pink—nestled together with a small alligator clip and fastened gently to the strap of my favorite black Lululemon tote. Suddenly, that sleek, structured bag wasn’t just “yoga gear.” It was my yoga mom bag. Playful. Softly Styled. Practical. Thoughtful. It made me smile every time I picked it up. Why it works: It’s functional: You always have a scrunchie on hand for a topknot, a wrist accent, or even just a little sensory comfort during the day. It’s expressive: That flash of pastel on black says softness lives here. It’s a d...

“Boxwood Wine. Lip Gloss Shine. The tote that carries it all—and me.” Sometimes confidence isn’t loud—it just glides. A swipe of lip gloss, the right yoga pants, and a tote waiting to carry the little pieces of who I am. Today’s look had purpose: Boxwood Wine yoga pants, snug and supportive over my protection A matching sports bra under a fitted black ribbed tank Cropped black jacket, unzipped for just the right hint of layering MAC Snobbish lip gloss for that soft, shiny finish Hair neat, heart fluttering with that just-enough boldness to keep me moving I walked through Southpoint Mall like I had somewhere important to be—because I did. Lululemon was my destination, but really, it was just the altar at the end of my little runway. The salesgirl spotted me instantly and lit up. “Well look at you, all ready for yoga! What can I do for you today?” My heart swelled. That’s the moment I live for—to be noticed, accepted, even quietly celebrated. We chatted, and in no time,...

Wow. I am absolutely in love with my new black Lululemon On My Level Carryall Tote Bag—it’s everything I needed and more. Whether I’m heading to yoga class, out for a coffee, or just running errands, this slouchy-chic carryall is the ultimate companion. It’s effortlessly stylish while packing in thoughtful functionality that keeps up with my busy, beautifully padded life. The bag is surprisingly roomy with a dedicated yoga mat panel (complete with buckle closures), a secure water bottle pocket, and plenty of interior zip and mesh compartments for my cozy shorts and sweatshirt, and yes—my changing supplies. There's even a hidden exterior zippered pocket with a generous pull, perfect for clipping on accessories. The lanyard loop inside the outer zip pocket is a dream for keeping my keys easy to grab, even when my hands are full with a smoothie. The adjustable shoulder straps make it comfy to carry whether slung over one arm or in my hand, and I love how the bridge buckle straps can c...