Now, of
course, I absolutely need a pair of cropped jeans. I can wear them three-seasons a year, and I
like the look. The next day I go to
Bloomingdales and find a great pair of boyfriend-style jeans. As an added bonus, all the jeans are 20%
off. I first put on a pair of slouchy
jeans that fit well, but may be a bit too slouchy. After my old-lady shoe error
last Saturday, I’m trying to be more fashion-conscious. Next I try on a pair of AG (Adriano
Goldschmied) jeans that fit beautifully but are more than a little distressed.
I ask everyone I can find what they think and the consensus is, “Buy them. You look great in them and they flatter your
body.” Here’s a photo (I wish that were
me in them).
But
then I worry that maybe these jeans look too much like I’m trying to appear young. So I send M and Robyn a photo and ask them if
I should keep them.
M
writes back; here’s the entirety of her email:
“No.” Later, when probed, M writes,
“These look ridiculous for a 60 year old
woman. Unless of course, you live in Appalachia or on a street corner.”
Robyn
calls with advice. “They are too casual
for a date (I don’t remind her that I don’t date) and too informal to dress
up. For the money, I wouldn’t get
them. You can’t even really wear them to
a BAFTA screening.” So, I decide to
return them and start again.
Since I
now know that the size 27, AG jeans fit me perfectly, I order three different
styles from Zappos, hoping I fall in love with one of them. When they arrive, I
discard two immediately. One I consider,
the Tomboy Crop, 15 Years.
I go
back to Bloomingdales to exchange the jeans I thought I loved. I find another pair that I like, and buy them
(the Piper Crop-15 Years). The pair that
look the best (at least on the hanger) are missing my size. They are the same
cut as the original jeans I like but without the holes. These are called Stilt Roll-Up-19 Years (the
number of years is for the wash on the jean, NOT the age you need to be to wear
them).
I come
home and call an AG store on the Westside.
They have the jeans I think I like the best, so I go over to try them
on. It turns out, I don’t like them the
best.
So now
I have two pair that I like, and I make Robyn the final arbiter of which to
keep. I model them both for her and she
concludes, they both look great. “Pick
the one that costs less.” I get the
Piper Cropped Jeans from Bloomingdales and save $18.
The
end.
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