I used to love jeans. Wore them all the time when I was young. Faded. Stone washed. Bell bottom. Acid washed. Button fly. Shrink-to-fit. Yup. I had them all. Lived in denim. Just like my daughters do now.
Then something happened! One day, jeans no longer became my go-to choice.
Here’s why I think this happened:
- I’ve become fussier about comfort. I want jeans that are soft and stretchy, but not too stretchy. After all, casual wear should be comfy, right?
- There are too many leg styles from which to choose. Wide, skinny, straight, boot cut, flare. Each leg style requires a different length and style appropriate footwear.
- There are too many fit choices! Boyfriend. Curvy. Extra curvy. Trouser. Original (?) Skinny boot. Sexy. Perfect boot. Long & lean. Straight. City. Easy. Jegging. High rise. Low rise. Mid rise. Super low. Demi-curve. Slight curve. Bold curve. Supreme curve. Aaaaggghhhh!
- The rise is too low (sounds like a paradox). A two-inch zipper? Really? What’s the point?
- I’ve become too critical about back pocket placement. ( High pockets make your butt look bigger, lower placement make the derriere ever so much more attractive—or so claim the fashionistas)
- I’m too critical about the wash. There is even—according to my daughters—an “old lady wash” which upon closer inspection is denim that’s too blue and had a medium faded rinse.
- I don’t want rhinestones, beads, flowers, logos, metal studs, or skulls on my a**. ‘nough said.
- Jeans are expensive! The ones with designer tears, holes, fading, and fraying cost even more money!
- Machine or hang dry? Heat shrinks them and air-drying makes them stiff. (Wish this wasn’t a PG blog–several nasty jokes come to mind)
- They seem to be either too loose or too tight.
All I want is the perfect jean. Is that too much to ask?
I guess it’s every woman’s quest.
How many jeans do you own? How many do you actually wear regularly? What’s your biggest denim gripe? Any recommends?