I hate shopping for jeans. Until I drop this extra weight (hey, I worked out FOUR TIMES last week at Curves, plus a great walk on Friday and Sunday!) it's really just an exercise in frustration.
But I had a $15 gift card to Sears that I've been wanting to use and I needed an extra pair of jeans, so off we went to the mall yesterday.
I've been wanting something a little more "stylish," i.e. not the whole "mommy jeans" that we mothers are often accused of wearing (even though those types of jeans are COMFY, darn it!). My favorite brand of jeans is LEVI's, but it's literally been years since I've bought a pair.
Well, that changed on Sunday. I found a great pair of jeans, boot-cut, that go perfect with my very stylish boots. Now they're not the most comfortable thing to wear, but hey, I'm stylin', right?
Oh, how we suffer for fashion...
It could be worse. I could be wearing a corset in an effort to get the 16-inch waist. I could have on layers of petticoats. Or a farthingale. Or hoops. Or, God forbid, a metal corset that they wore in the 16th century (I think).
I once wanted to become a fashion historian, and that still might be in the cards someday. I love to look back over history and see how clothes are shaped by the events of our culture. The French Revolution is a perfect example. The powdered wigs and elaborate and enormous dresses disappeared in favor of much simpler clothing, eventually leading to the Empire waist-dresses. The freedom of oppression certainly showed up in the freedom to move in your clothes! I even did a paper on how fashion changed in this period - it's truly remarkable.
Now that I'm sitting here at work with my new jeans, I'm feeling them digging into certain places, making me uncomfortable, and I long to throw on a pair of lounging pants, put my hair in a ponytail, and relax on the couch.
Oh fashion, you are a cruel mistress...
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