The Blog Formerly Known As Practical Paralegalism
…Or, How to Identify Boyfriend Jeans
I had a little time to myself today, and of course I did what all caregivers should do to relieve stress and increase the flow of positive endorphins, and went to the gym.
Um, okay, I didn’t. But where I went does start with a “G”. Does that count?
Ugh, I’m so busted. I went to a Goodwill store, where I often go, and don’t buy a thing. I just push a cart around for an hour or so…or more, look at interesting clothes, and make up stories about their past lives. I also re-home many of them to all my secondhand clothes loving friends – or would if I had an unlimited supply of dollars for postage and purchases.
Hey, don’t bust my chops. Chillaxin’ in th’ Goodwill is mostly a harmless vice. And I have a rule. When I bring home an article of clothing, at least one article of clothing already in my closet has to move on in The Great Circle of Clothes & Bling.
Inspired by some of my fave bloggers, including Tamera at The Menopausal Supermodel and Lisa of Dreamz-n-Wishz, plus a bunch of other style bloggers way cuter and younger than me, I’ve been fruitlessly searching for a pair of boyfriend jeans.
Only I find it challenging to identify these highly sought after jeans, especially in racks and racks of jeans not even sorted by size. What is the right color? How wide should the leg be? Can I bear to distress jeans? (No. It would distress me. Plus, in my personal style lexicon, seriously ripped stuff is to wear while painting the living room.)
But today, the thrifting heavens opened, and a pair of boyfriend jeans gloriously revealed themselves to me as follows:
All I have to say is, “Hell to th’ yeah,” and “Thank you for stating the obvious.”
The rest of my loot (and loot I did) will make an appearance in a post next week. Thanks for a fun and thrifty afternoon, Goodwill Industries of Eastern Carolina!