Denim and I are an odd couple. I just didn’t know what to do with this guy for so long… Jeans are easy everybody says, you can wear them with anything- dress them up, dress them down. Too many years working in the W Seattle, with the ubiquitous flowy Nordstrom blouse, two bill denim, Jimmy Choo combo. I eschewed those easy trousers altogether.
Secretly I wanted to wear denim though, it was just that I could never find a pair that fit. With the return of the cigarette trouser I was in a state of heightened desire… I never wanted to get into a pair of pants so bad! So i sucked it all in and took armloads of the things into the changing room…at Nordstrom’s. Halfway through the pile and sweating like mad, I hear a salesgirl’s voice ask if she can help with anything. “Yes! I want skinny jeans!”
Then the dreaded response…”What’s your size?” Gulp. “Well, technically? Um..”
Eventually I managed to find a pair of two bill trousers that worked- sort of. A couple of weeks of being fabulously constricted in dark denim, I stepped up onto a chair to change a light bulb and felt my heart rip suddenly in the general vicinity of my derriere, then a slight draft.
I was back downtown at Nordstrom’s before you could say Kate Moss. The extremely charming sales girl told me sweetly that I could not exchange my jeans for a new pair but that they would be happy to patch them for me. “Honey, if I wanted a patch on my ass, I could do it my damn self. I would like a new pair please.”
She began to say something about “the thing about luxury denim…”. I didn’t want to get into the thing about “luxury” denim being made in China, so I kindly asked for her manager, who told me to find another pair to exchange them with.
Sweet skinny, bondage bliss! After that, I was careful avoid doing any sort of household chores in those babies. I became one of those women who set my denim aside for special occasions, and while I couldn’t do anything about the Jimmy Choo’s, I had a very presentable Steve Madden heel that was just fine thank you.
Six months went by and the light bulb in my son’s room went out. People always talk about red-flags in relationships… I guess I always knew this wouldn’t last forever.
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I cannot wait to see pics of you and your jeans, missy!
Hey, where have you been? You are my favorite and only one blog? What are people wearing in New York? What do you wish you had? I think you might be cheating…..is that it?
Many thanks to my fan club, and my apologies for lack of presence on the blog- I have been ill and dealing with an immense pile of personal issues. So no, I have not cheated, though a huge pile of new clothes sounds amazing…a girl can dream. But be careful what you wish for …soon I will be back in force and you’ll be wondering, “does this girl ever shut up?”
xo g