Today I undertook a task that is dreaded by many women the world over..... Jeans shopping.
Some may scoff at the sheer and absolute terror that I experience when even thinking about wearing a pair of jeans, but apparently these people don't have a bum that could easily be Kim Kardashians smaller sibling, while simultaneously being the height of a matchstick.
Pair that with the family trait of having a 'vertical smile' that offers multiple people the chance to post a letter when bending down in any normal pair of pants, and wearing jeans becomes potentially problematic.
However in the past few weeks I have some to the realisation that I am in fact almost 20 years old, and can no longer get away with wearing leggings as pants outside of the gym or my lounge room.
It was time for me to be a big girl and join the world of jeans wearers having already disposed of the tummy baring tops and any item that has a cropped hem of my youth.
Let me tell you all something, I have never been in and out of my pants that many times in one day, that was ridiculous. And pulling jeans up is hard work! I started to break out in a bit of a sweat for a bit there with a particularly difficult pair.
But suprisingly, I didn't once roll around the ground of the change rooms crying like I thought I would, while everyone stands around pointing at the poor girl who can't find jeans that will simultaneously fit her bum and not trip over the ends.
Alas, I did find pairs that managed to do just that.. albeit I will have to have them taken up about a kilometre, but it's a worthy price to pay!
So now I've given up leggings.. but I refuse to give up my pink, yellow and purple Dobson tracksuit pants. You will not make me.
love jules
ps. a big thank you to my beautiful best friend steff and my adopted baby sister taylah for having the patience to take me jeans shopping xx
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