Thursday, April 22, 2010

Jeans Jeans Jeans Jeans

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So I got a really funny email from my future mother in law Kim. Her email sounded quite desperate that she was in search for the perfect jeans and asked me, Ariella, and Megan (Noah's fiancee) to accept the mission of helping her find jeans. First of all, my LIFE mission is to find the perfect jeans. It is also my life mission to find the perfect handbag (mom you know what I am talking about), but that is a different post for a different day.

So I quickly replied with some suggestions at Banana Republic because I had been there recently and was very pleasantly surprised with their selection. She immediately responded and brought up a very valid point. What shoes do I wear with these? Men, welcome to the world of women's clothing. Of course I replied within the minute saying "get a few pairs!". I have tried to explain this to Elliott since we started dating (5 and a half years ago!) that I must own multiple pairs for different days and different occasions.

For example: You must have jeans for fat days and skinny days. Sometimes you wake up and regret eating the last cookie (ok there were 3 left but who is counting??) so you need a little extra room in your jeans. Enter: loose fitting jeans. Then there are some days when you are like man did I lose 5 pounds in my sleep! Enter: skinny jeans.* Then there are some days (these are rare) when I feel tall (ok stop laughing). Enter: jeans that are WAY too long on me. More days include rainy days, "I wanna feel cute" days, going out jeans, "I feel ugly" days, "I just want to be comfy" days...the list could go on and on and on. Don't even get me started on the different washes...

So there is your daily dose of fashion tips from Josie...I continue to search for the perfect pair of jeans just like every woman out there.

*Elliott tells me I look the same on both fat and skinny days...I think he needs to get his eyes checked!

1 comment:

  1. So how do you organize all those jeans? I was worried that picture was a pile of our old jeans my mom was cleaning out. It wouldn't surprise me