I suppose. Also means I might have to buy new clothes. The last time I bought jeans, I bought them at Costco. Which is an experience. In anxiety. You've got the massive influx of people pouring in, glaring at you as they push their expectant carts towards their quarry. I panicked. I chose two pair of what I thought was my size and didn't look back. I lucked out that they fit well at the time, but it could have gone poorly.

Also, I should probably work on buying clothes more often than I ruin, wear through, or outgrow them.