I ripped a hole in my favorite pair of jeans last weekend, so they had to be retired. Today, I decided to go out an attempt to find some new ones. During this expedition I realized that there are three maddening factors about shopping for jeans.
1. The rise. Ultra Low Rise jeans shouldn't mean that the crotch is some where around my knees.
2. Sizes. How is it that I can try on a size two and they are huge, then turn around and try on a size three from the SAME designer and I can't zip them up? This is some kind of strange conspiracy to make me feel skinny and fat in less than five minutes!
3. Dressing rooms. I've watched WAY too many 20/20 episodes about some unsuspecting woman winding up on the internet because some perv filmed her. I feel like I should be trying on clothes in a lead bunker with a rabid tiger sitting out front standing guard.
I didn't find any jeans. I think I'm just going to wear PJ pants for the rest of my life.
1. The rise. Ultra Low Rise jeans shouldn't mean that the crotch is some where around my knees.
2. Sizes. How is it that I can try on a size two and they are huge, then turn around and try on a size three from the SAME designer and I can't zip them up? This is some kind of strange conspiracy to make me feel skinny and fat in less than five minutes!
3. Dressing rooms. I've watched WAY too many 20/20 episodes about some unsuspecting woman winding up on the internet because some perv filmed her. I feel like I should be trying on clothes in a lead bunker with a rabid tiger sitting out front standing guard.
I didn't find any jeans. I think I'm just going to wear PJ pants for the rest of my life.