Sometimes this blog gives people the crazy notion that my house is “perfect”. Say what? I dislike the idea of any unattainable, I’ve-got-it-perfectly-together image out there. I’m sure Mr. C would be happy to correct any misconceptions. We all have things that make us tick. For me, it is home decor. Creating. If it makes you feel better, the guest room could be confused with a storage unit. Minus the dead bodies.
If you are looking for flaws, my car looks like someone has been living in it. I’m afraid to dig through my purse for fear of what I might find. For the love of Pete, just don’t let it be sticky. Eventually, I will clean them both out. But the cycle will start over. I’m as predictable as a TV sitcom.
On the flip side, I keep up with the laundry and the dishes and the paper clutter. It is the only way I know to keep my inner slob at bay. She is forced to live in my purse and in the car.
Wait, wasn’t this post about jeans?
I’m in a jeans drought. I’ve never, ever been in a jeans drought. My “about me” page says that I love jeans. I’m a recovering jeans-a-holic. I’ve been known to collect them. I have paid big money for fancy jeans and less than $10 for an Old Navy pair. I still wear those by the way.
So, how did I end up with a closet full of worn-out jeans with holes? For starters, I can’t remember the last time I shopped for clothes. I shop for “home” things but recent clothes and accessories purchases have mostly come from Target or Marshall’s because both of those places carry home decor. My socks have holes in them, my bra has been bleached too many times, and my pajamas have chocolate stains.
I’m about five degrees short of a hot mess, y’all.
Mr. C asked me the other day why I haven’t gotten new socks. Um. I guess I don’t pass the sock aisle on the way to the home stuff? In my defense, my kids are well-stocked in socks. Huh.
I’ve managed to stay in style with cardigans and statement necklaces and scarfs and boots. I can mix and match with the best of them. The styling part of home decor carries over to fashion which has kept me relatively in the loop despite my lack of new material.
But I need jeans. And I want good ones. Not too heavy or I’ll feel confined. Lightweight, butt- hugging but comfortable. Not heavily distressed or adorned with a lot of extras. Tough enough for the soccer field but dressy enough for date night. Not so low that I can’t sit in My Gym without flashing the teacher. Eww.
Now that I’ve poured out all of my imperfections, I need your help. What are your favorite jeans? Expensive or cheap, I want to know.
Thanks for your help! Now, I’ve got some socks to throw away…