In keeping with my 2017 theme, The Year of Living Passionately I’m adding another goal, years in the simmering.
This is going to be the year that I find my dream jeans. The year of my
perfect fabulous jeans. I’ve had it with skinny jeans, jeggings, bootcut, high rise, low rise, mom jeans, bell bottoms, stretch jeans, cropped jeans, et al.
Some people think older women shouldn’t wear jeans, that they look sloppy. I say age is not a variable; jeans are always cool. For me, jeans need to be sexed up in the simple way that the French queen of jeans, Emmanuelle Alt, wears them. It’s about menswear worn in a devastatingly female way.
I want what she’s wearing: classic jeans that aren’t baggy or saggy.
Note that there’s a lot going on in that photograph. The perfect jeans + a meticulously cut shirt tucked in just the
right wrong way. The no belt. (Or the right belt.) The nonchalant cuffing. The fab shoes, in her case, pumps. It helps to have a great bod (but not required!) and bed head hair. There’s no fussy (or statement) jewelry going on. And most important to this photo: no handbag. Yes, it takes all of this to make a great photograph and a stylish woman.
Of course, this all depends on the woman you want to be. And Emmanuelle’s it for me. I don’t have her bod or her hair, but I still believe in the power of the right jeans to make me feel like I want to feel.
So why haven’t I found my dream jeans? The answer is simple: I haven’t devoted any time to finding them.
As there are no good malls or decent jeans or online shopping in Tropica, my shopping is restricted to when I travel. When I do visit a mall on a trip, I spend my time shopping for other things and never get to the jeans. Trying on jeans is like trying on bathing suits: exhausting and emotional.
My dream jeans are out there, I just have to spend the time. I hereby promise to dedicate an entire day in my second city, Chicago, to jean shopping. I’ll even request a personal shopper at Nordies or Bloomies or GAP, wherever. Whatever it takes. No detour to lingerie or shoes or electronics or Eileen Fisher.
I have a memory of the jeans I wore in college. Mine really were my boyfriend’s jeans: Lee cowboy jeans. Soft and sexy in a well worn way. I still believe in the power of jeans to deliver me to that place and memory.
When I think I’ve found them, I’ll ask: Would Emmanuelle wear these jeans? And if the answer is yes, sold!
P.S. A bit of fashion fun for this wintry March day. Do you have favorite jeans? What’s your brand? What’s your cut and style? Or, have you stopped wearing jeans for some reason? Do you pack jeans when you travel? When do you wear them? And with what? In other words, tell all please!
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