I had a real heavy leather weekend since Friday afternoon, through Sunday evening. Spouse was aghast when he received a 20-pound box from the man in brown on Friday, and watched me tear it open as soon as I got home from work.

Coincidence that my own personal “heavy leather weekend” coincided with Mid-Atlantic Leather Weekend in DC?

So pray tell, spill the beans… precisely what composed this “heavy leather weekend?”

My “Leatherticipation” and long-time, long saved-up-for dreams were fulfilled: a full Langlitz leather outfit, composed of the ultimate and best of their motorcycle jackets, a padded pocket Columbia and a custom-fitted pair of competition breeches to match.

I ran to the bedroom and quickly removed my dress work duds and boots and pulled on those breeches. Man! They fit perfectly!

I slowly rubbed my hands over them and felt just how great the fit was. Woof! (My hunky husband who has always been my “leather dresser” agreed!)

The leather on these breeches is very thick. I mean VERY thick. It was a struggle to get my legs to bend because the leather was so stiff.

I reached down and closed the zipper at the bottom of each leg to make the breeches conform to my ankles. For added easy of the next step — pulling on boots — I pulled the end of my socks over the ends of the breeches. (That way, the ends of the breeches don’t “catch” on the boot tops.)

Then I asked the spouse to help me put on a pair of boots. It is hard to explain, but there is no way that a guy can bend his leg while wearing such thick, heavy, stiff leather enough such that he can point his toes inside a boot. No way.

Spouse helped, and the Dehners slowly came on. I stood up and walked a few steps.

Man, my legs hurt. Soon they were throbbing. The boots had to come off. Spouse helped again.

I discovered to my dismay that the leather of these breeches is SO thick that there is insufficient room for my leg + thick leather to fit inside these boots, even with the Dehners having a 1-inch wider calf circumference.

Well, I thought that this situation would work out some way, some how. Perhaps with a different pair of boots? More exercise to lose some girth in the legs? I will see….

It was now more than an hour later, and Spouse was getting hungry. I always prepare him a nice meal before I go to my usual every-Friday-night family dinner. (Spouse does not go with me to this family dinner because he detests noise and crowds. My family is both.)

So there I was padding around in socks in my kitchen while wearing those breeches and a Langlitz t-shirt (that they were nice enough to include in the shipment). While Spouse was eating, I decided, for now, to wear my Chippewa firefighter boots which fit well with the breeches (bottoms zipped open, over the boots.)

That’s what I wore to the family dinner — and other than a few remarks about how great the leather breeches looked and smelled, no one else of the some 30 people there said a word about the leather. They know me and know my inclination toward leather.

What about the jacket? I decided to wait until Saturday morning to wear it. I tried it on Friday night, and it fit great. But I thought that I would wait for the “full effect” of wearing the entire outfit on Saturday. Tune in to the next blog post about that…

Life is short: save for your dreams and make them come true!