I practically live in leggings. I also spend an unhealthy amount of time on lookbook.nu.
The combination is a deadly one and it leads to moments like this:
It's times like these when I wish my legs would magically shrink to a more respectable size, because I am longing for those leggings.
Funnily enough, those amazing leggings are from H&M. My guess is they're putting more money into market research or had a lucky one off, because those actually excite me in ways I never knew possible.