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I bought jeans!

Remember my jean stress? Rejoice! I found a pair of jeans I love:

Via Polyvore

They’re DKNY Jeans, Skinny-Leg Tuxedo-Stripe, Mamba (!!) Wash.

It’s a good news/bad news situation.

The good: I found them at Marshall’s on sale for just $29. The bad: because they’re already at Marshall’s and priced so low, I probably won’t find them elsewhere, perhaps in another color.

Macys has a few pairs left as of press time. If you buy, go a size down. They run big.

You can keep your low-rise jeans and your jeggings

Clearly Gap doesn’t read my blog. If they did, they’d know how I feel about jeggings. At my age and all.

I don’t wear jeggings. I have tried them on and felt like an anatomical model.

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Time to put away childish things

Me, quoting the Bible? I KNOW.

But it’s the only appropriate phrase I could come up with for this post.

In recent years, I have been blessed [ha!] with great storage space, much more than is normal for city life. These are two of my four closets in my present apartment.

The issue is that I have expanded to fill the space, all while doing a bit of unfortunate expanding myself. Stupid thirties. As a result, I have too many pairs of expensive jeans that no longer fit occupying under-the-bed boxes stashed in various parts of my apartment. The closets are full.

I hung onto the jeans, figuring I’d get my act together and lose the weight.

Here’s the thing: I neglected to account for the fact that as I inch closer to forty, low-rise jeans would be the last damn thing I wanted to wear. It’s hard to remember how or why I ever wore jeans with a six or seven inch rise. Also, some of the jeans are white.

Those days are over. Good riddance, youth.

[PS If you’re young, thinner than me and might want to buy some Citizens of Humanity and 7 for All Mankind jeans cheap, email BadChicklette at Gmail]