There is something about wearing a pair of jeans that makes me feel twice as thin as I really am. Does denim have mystical properties I don’t know about? I hear there are some traveling pants that are magical.
Maybe I feel this way because for a long time I couldn’t wear jeans at all. Even the size 28 jeans at Lane Bryant didn’t fit me and I didn’t really know where else to get a pair. I also think there’s a certain point at which you can’t wear jeans anymore without looking like a gold miner’s tent.
There was a fat girl in a college class of mine years ago that wore jeans and I was really tempted to ask her where in the world she got them. Is there a fat girl denim store I don’t know about? I didn’t ask because I didn’t want to embarrass her. “Hey, where did you find jeans that big?!” It doesn’t really matter anymore since I can fit into Lane Bryant jeans once more and I feel like the skinniest size 26 girl in the world.