Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Jeans are important

If you want food commentary I'm sending you here today, because I have new jeans and I'm so excited I can hardly type straight. It's possible to live in America and not own a properly fitting pair of jeans, but let me tell you, it's horrible. I was three years in the desert trying to work the skirts. I had a too-tight pair of jeans that left welts on my belly when I could button them at all, and a saggy pair that made me feel like a molting snake. Not a long thin snake, a fat snake, like a boa constrictor. Hate those saggy jeans. Hate. 

Fixed all that today. Thank-you Bloomingdale's sale. It's like recovering from the flu, putting on a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. If you're wondering why it took me so long to do something so eminently sensible as shop for jeans in my actual size, you're clearly a sane woman who's never suffered the illusion that the diet starts tomorrow with complete physical transformation to follow. Or, you are a man. These were absurdly expensive jeans, even on sale. Worth it. I bought the boot-cut pair above* and also the gray ones below.

I know. They're skinny jeans. But I had to have them, Layne. Maybe this is my foolish midlife crisis purchase, the equivalent of the balding man's Porsche. But cheaper.

Okay. Satisfaction expressed. Back to food.

*That's not me. As if I really needed to tell you.

3 comments:

  1. You will look WAY better in those jeans than those ladies do. i hope you will have one of your kids photograph you in yours so we can admire your superior wearing of them.

    and skinny jeans!! you really did? i can only imagine wearing them, maybe, tucked into some boots. what shoes are you thinking you'll wear with them? i'm very curious. maybe you should photograph the shoe combos too.

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  2. I agree--we need to see the shoes. I have started grudgingly accepting that they occasionally look good on people. It's like the whole dress-over-pants thing. I thought it was ridiculous, and now I find myself shopping for leggings to wear under my skirts, which is even more ridiculous!

    Those top jeans are hot, and I, a fellow desert dweller, am jealous.

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  3. Damn! I have been 40 years in the desert, and I can tell you that the only place a pair of skinny jeans would fit me is on my forearm. Being a pear shape really sucks. I'm going to go console myself with one of those dried pear chocolates, just out of spite...

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