Jeans are good to wear while knocking about in Europe during
the fall.
I hate to shop—unless it means scoring a find at a yard
sale.
This combination of facts means that I've gone through the humbling ordeal of trying on every pair of pants in the Jeans
Drawer. You girls know what I'm saying. There are, like, ten pairs in
there, in wildly varying sizes.
Sometimes a try-on resulted in the usual embarrassing
gymnastic routine:
- Pull jeans up as high as possible. If they clear the thighs and make it up past the hips, you’re almost home.
- Jump, jump, jump, while hoisting jeans vigorously.
- Suck it in!
- Fasten, and see if the button pops when you relax.
- Check profile in mirror.
I stopped short of lying down to get into some, and set them
aside. Why would I want to do that in
Europe and suffer the consequences?
The cozy old Dog-Walking heap of pants yielded some comfortable
and presentable trousers.
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