Looking back, I should have grabbed several different sizes and headed back to the changing rooms. Hindsight is twenty-twenty though, right? Instead, I grabbed the size I thought I would be. When that didn’t work out (yeah, couldn’t even button the dang things), I grabbed the next size up. I almost walked out of the store without trying them on, since I was fairly certain they would fit, but then I realized that the jeans didn’t just come in junior’s sizing. When I saw that they came in sizes for people that have actually had children, I decided that that would probably be the best bet. Then I realized that I didn’t like the looks of them nearly as much. I decided to be sure I liked the next-size-up junior’s jeans and returned to the dressing room.
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Like most girls, I love to shop – for myself, for friends and family, and especially for Haeden, of course. Lately, I’ve been searching for a good pair of jeans. I guess the closer I get to thirty, the less comfortable I am with the oh-so-low-rise jeans of my past. You know… The ones that force you to check for crack attack every time you bend over. And let’s face it, motherhood = bending over A LOT.
So, other than the fact that I have almost no hips, it shouldn’t really be difficult to find a pair of nice fitting jeans. I honestly haven’t searched that hard yet, but today I found myself spending a good half hour (my lunch hour) at Target, staring at rows of jeans. They were on sale for fifteen bucks and so, of course, that would mean that I should buy two. I was excited, until I realized that I had no idea what size I was.
While they did fit, I realized that I was about to purchase jeans that were still too low. Old habits die hard, I guess. At this point I was running out of time, so I went back and just grabbed the less desireable but still cheap and doable misses jeans and booked it to the register. Aaaand then they rang up twice as much as the sale jeans. Whoops. I got so wrapped up in the sizing that I didn’t even check the price. Of course, I sent them back and went home back to work without.
All that to say, why the hell can’t they just size women’s pants the way they do men’s? I can walk into any store and grab a pair of men’s jeans for my husband with the knowledge that they probably will not be going back to the store. And yet I practically need to keep a notebook in my purse so that I can remember what size I wear in what brand (currently anywhere from a 4 to an 8 to an 11?!). I don’t care if my waist is a 28 or a 38, I would really just like to be able to walk into a store and know exactly what I need without spending three hours in a dressing room.
And on a somewhat related note, wonder what size these are?
So I posted before about Will’s fashion (2 Year Old’s Fashion). Those pics don’t really show it, so I just had to share more. He’s obsessed with his rain boots and wears them EVERY DAY. He also really enjoys his PJs with his boots as well. Now that is a sight, but never when I have my camera handy, dangit! Today was picture worthy though. The preppy shorts and shirt and muddy rain boots