Lululemon size 0 and my 19y perfect booty is a good match

You catch yourself staring at the way those YogaPants grip every curve without apology, the fabric stretched impossibly thin across a nineteen-year-old body that has no business being this perfect.

You want to trace the seam running straight down the center, your hands following what the material already knows by heart. You can feel the heat radiating before you even get close enough to touch.

You keep coming back to that waistband, sitting low, teasing you with the soft dip above it. You already know this image is going to occupy your mind longer than you'd care to admit.