Two mornings ago I was in a bind. And by bind I mean both as a difficult situation and as tight or restricted clothing. How did I get there? I will explain. I wore my hippy skirt on my bicycle.
If you've ever done this, that will explain everything to you. If not, keep reading.
I was going to work and I decided to wear my new flowing hippy skirt and my new "hipster" glasses. I made it to Queen West when my bike started to slow down for no really good reason. (Or so I thought).