Torn Jeans and a Crowbar

30 December, 2012
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I needed a new pair of jeans. In the winter I tend to wear mine tucked into my boots, which usually leads to them getting torn up and destroyed around the mid calf area. It is not terribly noticeable, but it bothers me. I generally like the “nicely put together” look as opposed to the “I just escaped a tank of piranhas” look. Personal choice.

This year I have nicely managed to gain some weight, so unlike last year, I am not having as great a difficulty finding jeans in my size. Zero is a lot easier to find than double zero. In fact I found dozens of pairs in my size. And I am not terribly picky as to fit because I don’t really need my jeans to do anything special for me. I don’t need them to make me look thinner. I can do that just fine by myself. I don’t need them to make me look taller. I have six inch heels for that. I don’t wear jeans in strange colors. No, I just need them to fit. And now that boot season is in full swing I don’t even care if they are skinny jeans or not. As much as I despise the skinny jean fad, if my jeans are tucked into boots the whole thing is irrelevant.

But this weekend I have discovered a new fad that may just drive me even more crazy than the whole skinny jean business which I don’t fully understand. I mean, are they meant for skinny people? If so, why do skinny people need these things? Anyway, I digress. I have found that brand after brand has started embracing the “destroyed” look. Which is completely counter intuitive to my purposes since I was looking for new jeans for the precise purpose of replacing jeans that have been torn.

I have to say this whole “torn” look completely clashes with my “nicely put together” style. What is the point of ironing my shirt if my pants look as though they have been mauled? I don’t wear jeans to work often. But when I do, I like to dress them up. In this case I don’t think any amount of ironing would help.

However I did finally manage to find a cute pair. They had some “destruction” going on towards the left side, but it didn’t run through. So instead of having been eaten alive, I just look like I got into a friendly spat with Freddy Krueger. Still not what I was looking for. I had almost given up when I decided to try one more store. I was determined. And the store was just across the way from Starbucks. I was practically heading that way anyway.

By now I am sure my jean shopping narrative is absolutely riveting, and you would like to read more in chapter installments, but unfortunately the story ends here. I found a pair that fit, and have no holes in them. Because as you may recall, that was the whole point. Granted they are a little uncomfortable, and removing them requires a crowbar, but they look really good. When I am standing. At a certain angle.

ChristeneC

Christene (@ChristeneDanca) is a mom to two very small and extremely hyper children, daughter Munchie, short for Munchkin, two years old, and son Ducky, one year old. She goes to work because she likes having something to do in the morning. She writes because she loves it. Oh, and she has 4 cats. Soon to be 5. Which is like having at least one more kid.

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2 Responses to Torn Jeans and a Crowbar

  1. 1 January, 2013 at 21:49

    Why is jean buying so tricky? We all want a great fit but we’re all different shapes I guess! When you find a good fit, you should buy a few pairs I think.

  2. 2 January, 2013 at 07:13

    I have thought of that in the past, but most of the time I just find the one pair. Good luck trying to find two!
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