Last night I bought a new pair of jeans. Not a big deal, you’re probably thinking…but this was the first time in about 10 years that I’ve bought a new pair. Yep, you heard me right… 10 years!
This is not to say that I haven’t gotten any jeans in 10 years, but its the first time I actually bought them new. I must admit that most of my clothes in this decade have come from my youngest sister as hand-me-downs. Sad, I know…especially cuz she is 12 years younger than me, but happy because she usually has good taste in clothes. Plus, I am really picky about my jeans. I like them to fit a specific way and when I find the ones that fit me well, I stick with them.
Regardless, I realized that the time had come to update my wardrobe in the jeans department (being motivated mostly by the disappointing fact that my favorite pair is now missing). After a bit of browsing I found a pair that I liked (unbelievably), therefore leading to the title of this blog….
ps. No, I’m not a momma, nor will I be in the near future: its just an expression…don’t get the wrong idea!