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Oh, Kristin. I feel your pain. I LOVE my jeans. I think denim is the most versatile fabric on the planet.
you poor thing! you'd think they would allow dressy denim. but i spose you can't really say ok one pair of jeans is ok and another isn't... i love my jeans, but i need new ones, all mine are mens ones and they are really comfy, but definitely not a fashion statement!!!
I've actually had really weird we-have-arrived moments like that with a good friend. Our oldest babies are teens already, and we became buddies while huddled at the playground, wiping sand out of our toddlers' mouths. Although we're still often in taxi driver mode, we can steal away for a quick spa or lunch now more than we ever could. Too fun--although having to wear "slacks" (what a strange word!)--would kinda take the fun out of it. I hope you at least wore a pair of velvet flip flops or something--lol! (I seriously have a pair.)
Watch the Mrs. Cunningham remarks! My mother was totally Mrs. Cunninghamesque. LOL
I rebelled and adore my jeans. Still do. I even wear 'em to church sometimes. Now I want a denim sofa. That's class!
I tried to buy an expensive pair of jeans - they didn't fit. Only the $40 jeans fit me.
Oy vey - I'm deprived (no that's NOT depraved). But then again ... I splurged on a designer handbag. :o) Is that depraved?
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