You dark washed devil!
I’ve previously mentioned my love and sadness over my old jeans and the endless searching for new ones. I had no idea before beginning this epic search that everyone’s preference for blue jeans is personal and often oddly specific. And I don’t know anybody who enjoys shopping for jeans. I mean?! That’s worse than shopping for new bras…no thanks! This is all, of course, because I’m the proud owner of a fat body who refuses to diminish/shape shift to fit into, well, anything not me. Fuck that! But jeans? I mean, in the fashion-first world sense of it all, aren’t jeans like a basic thing? Not for fatties, apparently.
I’ll admit that my focus on the hunt hasn’t always been there, but scratching the surface again just now and it all comes back to me. The hope, the disappointment, the anger and frustration! It’s an emotional roller coaster. And this isn’t even attempting to find some in a brick and mortar store. I’m fortunate to be local to many plus size clothing retailers as well as many large department stores, but I haven’t visited a single one. Oh! Wait, no…that’s not true! I did try on all of the 26W’s at Walmart recently. I bought zero pairs. And I have looked in several thrift stores now. Mostly it’s because I’m been so beyond broke that I can’t afford to even look in such places, but now that I’m working again and most folks there seem to wear jeans, the hunt continues.
I do realize that being on the larger end of the plus size spectrum isn’t helping my quest. I wear a 28 in Avenue jeans (62 inch hips), but fuck if I know what that translates to in any other brand. I like a straight or classic leg. I like soft, thin, supple, not-too-much-stretch-but-some-stretch fabric. Dark wash for sure. I don’t need sparkles or spikes. No fancy crap on the ankles. To be honest, the Avenue Denim Lite jeans that I loved so much, I never unbuttoned them. They just slid right over my hips and then hugged them. They were so comfortable! No pinching or weird rubbing or chafing. No waistband marks or too-tight thighs. They were always somehow just right. Except that they weren’t infallible. :*(
The last time I found the perfect jeans was for my Rosie the Riveter costume many many years ago. I’d never worn dark washed jeans or stretchy-thin ones. I went with the average length so I could do a short but crisp cuff. They were so comfortable as part of my costume that I kept wearing them and soon bought more and more. I have one pair left that I wear so rarely now in fear of them wearing out completely. It breaks my heart.
I cannot stand really thick denim, you know how it’s stiff and coarse against your skin. I’ve never tried jeggings or skinny or stiletto jeans. I would ideally wear them to work often, so they can’t be distressed or whatever. I want them to look sharp but not crispy. Does that even make sense? Ha-ha! Just simple, comfortable and cute. Ha! Why is this a laughable if not lofty desire to have? *Sigh* I’m super glad I never got rid of all my old office wear. I hated trying to find slacks. Blegh!
Are you feeling me on this one? Where should I start? What should I avoid? How much should I expect to spend? Secrets to making denim last longer (specifically thigh rubbing area)? Should I give up hope?