Jeans, Jeans, My Kingdom For Some Cute Jeans!

"Withdraw from your bank account, my lord. I'll help you to some jeans!" (So King Richard was talking about a horse, and Catesby was urging him to withdraw from the battle. Still...there are some similarities between going to battle and a woman's quest for super-cute jeans)

I was going to wait until I lost another 10 pounds before I blew a wad of cash on some True Religion jeans. I've been keeping an eye on those things. A year or two ago, I could only admire them longingly from afar on some other lucky lady's butt. Sometimes I would go to the mall to visit them, stroking the heavy denim, fingering the thick, white stitching, and fiddle, curious and intrigued, with the sexy-bold flap pockets. Then there came a day when I could actually squeeze into the largest size they sell (32" / Size 12?). But no....I would wait. Our day will come.

Today I got tired of waiting. What if I never lose 10 more pounds? What if I do, but it takes so long that the jeans are discontinued? A wise (clothing sales) woman once told me "You need to look good WHILE you're on your journey. Why wait until you reach your goal to look and feel your best?" I decided to just go "look at them".

I tried on the 32's and they were HUGE (slightly baggy), so I went another size down. The girl in the dressing room tried to talk me into going even one size smaller: "I think you could possibly squeeze into the smaller ones. Do you want to try? These jeans need to be tight!" To which I replied: "Um...I'm ok with snug. I don't need to be spilling out of the top any more than I already am thanks to the ever shrinking rise of today's jeans. And by the way, where would I find a nice "blousey" top to wear with these?"

In any event - I'm in a size10. Which isn't too bad for my 5'8" self.

I love them. I look fly. My butt looks smaller than EVER, and they will look super cute with the motorcycle boots I'm going to buy! (and the blousey top I found)

I do not feel shallow for being obsessed and/or spending an exorbitant amount of money on these jeans. And do you want to know why? Please refer to my prior blog entry entitled: "Mirror Mirror On The Wall, I Think My Butt Gettin' Small..."

To quote J-Roc, of Trailer Park Boys fame, "these are my troofs." (translate: truths)

If I DO lose another 10 pounds, I'll just take them into the cool, upscale consignment store down town (which happens to be owned by the wise woman quoted above) and trade them in for a smaller size!

I had sushi for dinner, keepin' it light. Running in the morning. You know...the usual.

Life is good....True Religion makes it even better.