Why I love my jeans
Is there a woman alive who doesn’t love her jeans?
I know why I love mine.
- They hold me in.
- They lift me up.
- They make me look ten pounds thinner.
- I can wear them for three or four days before they start to lose their shape.
- They look great dressed up or dressed down. With heels, with flats, and best with boots up to my knees.
- They eliminate the need for lots of different pants because unless it’s a formal occasion, they work everywhere.
Oops, not everywhere.
Europe doesn’t have the same love affair with jeans. I’m was always careful to wear them sparingly when traveling abroad. (Same with aerobic shoes.)
However, I have a bone to pick with the proponents of “short-zippered jeans” that show your “crack” when you bend over. We make fun of plumbers for the very same exposure. Why is it any different for women? Are our “cracks” any more attractive?
I don’t think so.
Here’s the thing about jeans. Jeans should fit. If jeans fit correctly there aren’t any unattractive rolls hanging over the waist but they’re not baggy either.
All women, regardless of their size, look better in clothes that fit. And as far as the infamous “mom” jeans-what’s the big deal? Maybe some women prefer comfort over fashion.
Isn’t that o.k.?
Besides, in light of all the problems in this world (hunger, homelessness, war, violence) aren’t there more important issues we should be concerned with than what type of jeans a women wears?
Honestly, I’m much more appalled when I see too much flesh exposed, rather than too little.
Now that the weather is getting cooler, I’ve hauled out my jeans and sweaters.
How about you? Are you as nuts about your jeans as I am?
