Lately (think major dry spell) I have been in a denim depression. We all need a pair of jeans we can reach for no matter what the occasion that make us feel like a million bucks instantly. In the past 4 years I seem to have acquired a lot of denim that looks good not great and has major “if” status. Looks great if worn with a pointy toe pump, looks good but not if wearing ankle booties, looks good but only if shirt is untucked… blah blah blah. Moreover, let me again stress, I never think I look that great in them.
Honestly, I’ve been dreaming of trying to start a denim label. Financial backers out there?? I like high waist, I like medium waist & I still love a moderate low waist – but it must NEVER show my ass if I lean over to pick up my son, squat beside him (so that means the back rise must be higher & it must not gape)… If it’s high waist my mom-skin cannot puff over the top… sidebar: use the oils and rubs for your belly while pregnant. I have a six pack with loose mom skin. WTF?
I love skinny jeans but I do not want bunching at my ankle & I do not want the jean clinging to my ankle for dear life either. I love step hems but I’m 6 foot – that means they’re all like capri length on me – no thanks. How has some gawky amazon height super model not fixed this yet?? I love Levis 501s and Re/done denim but you have to commit to trying on like 50 pairs and ordering them online is frustrating AF. (ain’t no mom got time for that) Don’t get started on the wash – the whiskering?? The faux faded thighs and butt – why on earth should we draw attention to that area? I like clean dark denim or shades of black. Distress is fine & great but skin popping out of distress -- because the jeans are so elasticized -- like a sausage trying to escape from a casing? Nope nope nope.
My dark denim days ended this January when the enthusiastic & delightful staff at Imogene + Willie tracked down a pair of jeans in a faded black wash I was after in a style I didn’t know I was after (at the time)… they custom fitted said denim to my shape, cut the ends off so I had a true ankle jean with a frayed hem that didn’t cling for my tall frame & I was on my way. I live in these jeans & every time I put them on I smile & feel like a billion bucks. I started to freak out about wearing them too much – like what if they began to just disintegrate from so much love? Today I bought a backup pair in a clean simple dark blue wash. All is right in my denim daze again… And suddenly I can empathize with those “crazy” girls on Ebay stalking their favorite long lost discontinued lipstick.
Sometimes what you need the most is right in front of you. Or in my case, next door to my favorite coffee shop & 1 mile from my house. Happy Monday. Feels like a Friday. Boom!
But wait, come back off the ledge! If you’re not in Nashville they have strores in Portland, LA & a killer website.
**all images courtesy of Imogene + Willie