A small rant here. I WANT A PAIR OF JEANS. OK thank you, I needed that. You've just helped me immensely. Now let me explain what I'm shouting for. Jeans. Jeans. They're just about my all time favourite fashion item, and I'm beginning to hate them. Because I cannot buy a decent pair.
When I say jeans, I want jeans. Actually denim. Not stretch denim. Denim. Proper and real.
I, like everyone else liked the stretch denim. But now I walked into Topshop the other day, thinking "oh that's a cute pair of jeans" but they were really jeggings. Jeggings so tight that you can see the imprint of my underpants in them. Cute, but what am I meant to do about the fact that cute guy over there can now see that I was not bothered to wear a g-string? I do not feel like the world needs to have my legs so well defined, that they know all about my underpants.
I, like everyone else liked the stretch denim. But now I walked into Topshop the other day, thinking "oh that's a cute pair of jeans" but they were really jeggings. Jeggings so tight that you can see the imprint of my underpants in them. Cute, but what am I meant to do about the fact that cute guy over there can now see that I was not bothered to wear a g-string? I do not feel like the world needs to have my legs so well defined, that they know all about my underpants.
And it's not just Topshop, every store seems to not stock denim anymore. Or has patterned denim. Or weird denim that I don't want to wear. What happened to a good old pair of black jeans?
Because the good thing about jeans was they would last you for ages, but now the stretch goes after six months and I have to go and buy myself another pair. Ugh.
Because the good thing about jeans was they would last you for ages, but now the stretch goes after six months and I have to go and buy myself another pair. Ugh.
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