When I took these long undies out of the plastic, they felt cheap and flimsy. But we were on time for first tracks and my S.O. had banned my comfy, worn-in (read ugly, pilly, baggy) longjohns. So I slipped the Sessions on and went on my merry way. Throughout the day I remarked how warm they were actually keeping me. They did a great job of wicking my sweat away. I love that they don't bunch up in my boots and they have a nice low rise so they don't hang out of my pants while I'm posted up on a barstool after a long sesh. Then they are cute enough to lounge around in once we get back home. The S.O. says these can stick around for a while. Maybe I'll keep them longer than the S.O. ...