Skinny Jeans

So I think Hell may have indeed frozen over because I just recently bought my first pair of skinny jeans. I had told myself that would be the one trend I would never, ever follow. I've seen them on too many lumpy bodies, hugging all the wrong parts and thought it would never suit my chicken legs in a flattering way. So in spite of all that, I convinced myself to go ahead and give it a try.

I tried on a pair at GAP and carefully turned to the mirror expecting to scream in horror, but was pleasantly surprised. They weren't the most horrendous thing after all. I actually looked kinda cute and suddenly a whole new genre of fashion opened up to me. I started putting outfits together in my head and pictured myself looking New York chic with my jeans and a fabulous pair of boots and some wooly tunic. Sad but true, this is my life.

I refuse to be put into a category because of my age or because I'm a mom. I think if you can do it, you do it. However, that doesn't mean everyone should be doing it. I will not wear elastic waisted pants, ever. I will not sport sweats to the grocery store or don embroidered sweaters with animals on them. I don't understand what happens to women once they get married and have kids. I still love putting on cute clothes, wearing make up, and generally making myself feel pretty everyday. I wish more people would take pride in their appearance. I'm not sure some people even own mirrors. Maybe that can be my new venture in life... I'll provide mirrors to those less fashionably fortunate.