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
