For all those Miles From Nowhere fans out there (I know there’s a few of you!) no, I’m not talking about a comeback tour (rats). I’m talking about the denim variety of the gene… er… jean. Up until a year ago, jeans and I didn’t get along. In fact, there had been NO jeans-lovin’ since I was about 11 years old and hadn’t yet developed hips. (They came at 11 and a half and the jeans were put in the back of the wardrobe)
I was really okay with this arrangement to be honest, as I got along famously with skirts and three-quarters. Even when I lived in Scotland for a year, I survived without jeans. Instead opting for the “pant” or “trouser” to keep me warm, as well as a few under-layers of course.
And then along came my Hubsband-to-be. He couldn’t understand why anyone wouldn’t wear jeans. Nay, would HATE jeans and not even consider wearing them. The thing is, I had TRIED to buy jeans at places like Just Jeans, Jeans West, Jay Jays etc (alliteration is huge in the Jean industry) but I ended up with pint-sized sales assistants insisting that I couldn’t POSSIBLY need a size that big and handing me a few pairs of jeans that would barely fit over my calves. So really it’s their fault that I was scared away from this super-versatile item of clothing for so long.
Enter a friend from church who also had a few curves. She suggested this shop at Chermers where she buys all her jeans. And 8 months later, my sister-in-law-to-be, along with a bit of courage, went shopping and voila! Wifey’s first pair of jeans in a lonnnnnnng time!
Not bad hey? Now I’m not saying I put these bad boys on and all of a sudden I was a convert. It did take me a few more weeks before I wore them in public. Funnily enough Hubs-to-be didn’t even notice the first time I wore them! After a couple of months however, I became very attached and we have now been going strong for 12 months. I even bought my second pair a few days ago in Melbourne (from the same chain as my first ones) and I like them even BETTER!
Hooray for jeans!