In the interim, I recently read a blog post about skinny jeans (and the virtues of this particular brand) and I had to laugh to myself and decided to blog about skinny jeans in general.
Skinny is not a word that has ever been attributed to me...or my clothing choices. And that's not a bad thing, it's just a fact, Jack.
I do drink my own version of a "skinny" margarita, and that is as often as the word 'skinny', dips a toe into my vocabulary.
- Margaritas...I make mine low cal with a single serve packet of Crystal Light Lemonade mix mixed with 12 oz of cold water, Tequila, Triple Sec and Grand Marnier and fresh squeezed lime juice. On the rocks. I prefer mine less sweet (your mileage may vary).
I don't need a pair of jeans that mock me and my curvy hourglass figure and skinny jeans are NEVER going to 'play nice' with my curves.
It's a fact of life I came to accept the first time these things came into vogue...I'm smarter than I was back then. I so recall wrestling with a pair and trying to jam my leg into the pencil thin opening...ahhh...with age comes wisdom and it's a beautiful thing.