Tuesday, February 05, 2019
Mom jeans: a poll
Sometimes things feel difficult and overwhelming and like there are just too many things going on for me to wrap my brain and arms around.
In these times, I like to focus on truly, in the scheme of the world, inconsequential details. Like these jeans.
My mom ordered them for herself but then they were too small, so she asked me if I wanted them. I quite liked them, although I wondered if the length was a little funny on me. I dried them on hot and they did not shrink up, which doesn't mean I couldn't get them hemmed.
I put them on and asked Nick what he thought and he said, "Those are mom jeans."
And I said, "I'M A MOM."
Then I asked my fashionista daughter what she thought, and she just quietly looked at the floor. I told her it was OK if she didn't like them, because I like them, but I was wondering her opinion.
And still she looked away.
I wore them anyway. I think they're cute. Although the mom jean thing is weighing on me, even though I'm a mom.
Also! I am unsure about the length.
So, should I:
1. Get them hemmed
2. Wear them down
3. Wear them cuffed
4. Not wear them at all
I do realize that my work bathroom is not the ideal place to take flattering photos, and there is maybe a weird monitor thing going on with the stripes on my shirt, but life is life.
Also, I got these red clogs for Christmas and I am pretty fixated on all things clog right now.
They have been compared to Pope Benedict's red loafers—to which my friend Randy adds, "blood of the martyr!"—and Dorothy's ruby slippers.
I love them.