I have the most terrible time keeping tights alive.
I'm lucky if I can even get out of my apartment and off to where ever I'm going before I snag them on some angled monster. And these angled monsters seem to come out of nowhere just to ruin my hosiery. They must get some sort of sick satisfaction out of it.
If there's velcro, a rouge splinter, or a hang nail in the room, my tights will find it.
We all know that what begins as a little nick will can turn into a gigantic run in just a few short hours. Luckily that torn, grunge look is sort of in right now if done correctly.
How long will this pair last? I give three more wears. If I'm lucky.