I’ve worn jeans nearly every day the past 50 years. I had eight pairs when I started as a nomad. After I lost nearly 100 pounds during cancer treatment I donated my fat jeans and resupplied with new ones three sizes smaller.
But a strange thing happened as I became less skeletal and had to go up a size. I bought other types of pants, like chinos, hiking pants, and lightweight cargo-ish pants, not jeans. They just seemed to be what I wanted rather than jeans. Was it an age thing? I don’t know.
Finishing the laundry
A few days ago I dropped off some clothing at a charity thrift store. That left me with just one pair of jeans. And I hadn’t worn that pair in a couple of weeks. Younger me would never have imagined this happening.
Lots more options now vs then? We got smart and now mostly thrift wear?
ReplyDeleteBack in the day, I would literally be in my jeans an entire week. Slept in them. Worn enough they surrendered to my will and molded to my shape permanently. Now, unless they have a little Lycra in them, I'll pass.
Embracing diversity. Even an *olde* nomad can change. FURTHER! Didn't you have a (cool!) yellow cap?
ReplyDeleteYellow shirt but no yellow cap.
DeleteIt might be an age thing. I no longer wear jeans, either, since they are no longer comfortable on my older body. But my spouse still does. He's only gone up one size since high school nearly 60 years ago.
ReplyDeleteLinda Sand