After more than a month of wearing dresses, squarepants, and all things chic because I felt the need to dress my age (my style has always been juvenile and has not changed since high school), I conclude that denim jeans are the least comfortable clothes ever.
Okay, the "need to dress my age" part is not true at all. I was, honestly, left with no choice because all my clothes are still in the laundry, and that includes all the four jeans I have.
I finally understood why some women do not like wearing jeans. All this time I was led to believe that these closet staples are the comfiest, being conservative and non-restrictive to movement, but my whole life has been a lie.
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| I love how this hangs like a skirt but is actually pants. I hope this style lasts a long time because I'd like to make it my closet staple like how I did with jeans. |
Now, I’m trying to get jeans out of my system for the following reasons:
1. Jeans are expensive. A good pair costs around Php 800-1000 and that's already on sale (this is coming from a poorita).
2. Shopping for the right pair is no different to rocket science. It's hard and frustrating. I have big thighs, so every pair that fits my thighs is big on the waist. If I buy a pair that fits my waist well, my thighs are going to scream murder. Once I find the perfect pair that I have scoured for days, there's no way you're going to find me go through all that hell in the next three years (Hence, I only have 4 pairs since 2013).
3. The struggle does not stop there. I could easily be mistaken being in a hard core porn for all the grunting I make trying to squeeze in skinny jeans.
4. Jeans come with pockets that can only house two pieces of M&Ms. Seriously.
5. And lastly, which is probably my deciding factor, I had to unbutton my jeans every time I devour huge amounts of food. And to those who knew me well, you know that food is all that matters to me.
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| Cullotes, pallazo, gaucho, square pants, I don't care what they're called but these are my current closet favorites. Perfect fusion of comfort, elegance, practicality, with a hint of flirtiness. Haha |
I do not have a lot of options right now because I have not been so willing to splurge on new clothes. I just make do with whatever’s in my closet, grab the ones I have not touched since the day I got them, and just hope I do not make it to Cosmpolitan's list of cringe-worthy fashion don'ts (if something like that existed).
But until then, I'll contemplate about this month-load of laundry because every time I look at it I am seriously considering on just becoming a nudist. Haaalp!
