You know how I've been feeling like shit. And, gotta say, I haven't been looking my red letter best. Well I dropped out of Friday night dinner with S&N - a meal I enjoy tremendously - because, with lingering sore throat and cluster cankers all over my mouth and menstrual misery etc., well, I just needed to lie on the couch and eat macaroni and cheese.
I also needed to have my glasses adjusted in rather a dire way. So I detoured into Spectacle on my walk home. (Yes, I still walk hours a day in freezing cold, despite feeling wretched. Why, I'm starting to wonder.) And what ensued - so strangely, given how I feel - is one of those shopping kismet experiences one really cannot predict. I mean, it was one of those experiences which results in the credit card company rep asking to speak to you, after keeping you on frickin' hold for 10 minutes, because she suspects fraud. And it surprises me because I needed precisely one thing (though, as always I've had a few things penciled on the mental list) and, till today, I hadn't spent a dime except on toothpaste and vitamins in more than a month.
I'm not going to detail all the items here and now. Where would be the element of surprise in that??
I will say, however, that I made use of Stylefind's great sale alert, and hit Jonathan & Olivia, a chichi boutique I've written about in some detail before. It was having a truly amazing sale and I still managed to buy the one item at full price.
And something on sale too.
Let me just say I've become one of those idiots who spends $220.00 on jeans. And another $125.00 on jeans on sale. Both pairs - the first aptly named "Superfine" to describe the sight of my trumped up ass in them, and the second, a pair of indigo, skinny Earnest Sewn's - are truly the MILFiest things I've ever owned. What do you mean, Kristin, you may ask. What makes them scream "fuckable mom"?
Well, having had 10 minutes (while waiting on hold with the credit card company) to consider this pertinent question, I can answer it with confidence. MILF jeans are not defined by their cut or the denim, the colour or even the stitching. No, MILF jeans are defined by the height of the rise.
Cuz let's face it, no self-respecting regular woman who has lived through the alien distention of her abdomen to hatch a human being, is going to be caught dead (much less sexy) wearing jeans that button at the pubic bone.
I am happy to tell you that the makers of Superfine and Earnest Sewn are in touch with this reality. And that's how they get away with charging you the price of a cheap ticket to Boston on a pair of pants that aren't even lined.
Photos and other tales to follow. Promise. But I'm curious to know who else (mother or no) has owned either of these brands. Please share your tales.