A favorite pair of jeans is like … a favorite pair of jeans. Really, once you’ve broken in a pair that fits your backside to perfection, they really are an irreplaceable treasure.
I was switching out my winter and spring wardrobe the other day and pulled out my most favorite pair of summer capris I’ve ever owned. Ever. I confess I’ve even fallen asleep in them a few times, they’re that comfortable, and I don’t ever say that about denim. I’m more of a lover of yoga pants, but these denim capris have the perfect amount of stretch and softness. They are my favey faves.
I’ve washed them a zillion times and they were showing it. Everyone has their preference when it comes to the perfect shade of denim, but for me, these were way too faded to be worn out of the house. These days as I creep closer to 40, I’m hopelessly devoted to dark wash, it’s just a little more slimming ay?
Meet my beloved crop denim jeans in their saddest state.
Notice the excessively deep crouch lines.
No, I did not say crotch, I said crouch. I would never use the word crotch in a blog post, I’m too much of a lady. I’ve earned these crouch lines cleaning up after kids and all those squats I do every day for the benefit of my gluteus maximus. Actually that last part isn’t true, I can’t remember the last time I did a squat for the sake of exercise alone.
I simply could never part with these jeans because they fit me so well, but mostly because this pair tells me two things I want to hear every single day of my life and it’s written right on the Jolt tag. They are my daily affirmation.
“Live Your Own Dream, Follow Your Heart”
“You’re a size 5!”
My scale begs to differ.
Must be all that cheese.
Scales are such Debbie Downers.