"By experience we find out a short way by a long wandering."
--Roger Ascham

8.26.2007

It's in your jeans

Designer jeans baffle me. First of all, they are in that 20 something, 30 something sizing system (European?) so you have to convert from your American size to a different size. Fine, I can deal with that. Then you have the outrageous price tag. I’ll admit I have purchased a pair of low-end designer jeans which I love to death if you could love a piece of clothing to death, but I’m talking about those jeans which retail at $150 on up, you know, those brands like Seven for All Mankind, Rock and Republic, and other brands which I don’t know about since I’m not loaded and ultra-trendy. Those jeans celebs wear. Aside from the price, my main gripe is that I can’t even put these jeans on. Once for shits and giggles, I was in Bloomingdale’s and decided to try on a pair of Seven for All Mankind jeans to see just how incredibly awesome they were (sarcasm). I picked up a pair supposedly in my size, took them to the dressing room, and then attempted to don then which didn’t got so hot as my thigh failed to successfully enter its designated region. I tried on a very large size and found out that the length was for giants. Later I found out that the rationale for this is that if you can afford costly denim, you can afford custom alterations. Bah. This scenario repeated itself at Belk with the devil jeans this time being Paper Denim and Cloth. I can’t even fit my massive thighs into a leg on the garment. Pooh.

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