Tuesday 12 August 2008

Happy days are here again

I stand in front of the closet, with a hand on one hip. Behind me lie all of the pants that, five minutes earlier, sat in the closet. The shorts, the first victims, are crumpled underneath the heavier cold-weather corduroys. On the top lie many versions of my classic staple: the blue jean. Straight-leg, boot-cut, acid-washed, different sizes. After trying them all on, I am pondering the eternal problem: closet full of jeans, nothing to make my butt look good.

For the past couple weeks I have had some serious body frustration going on, and my pants are the problem. Having misplaced my stretchy under-skirt shorts, I can't comfortably wear my skirts and dresses, so I was left with pants which, you got it, just aren't fitting the way I wanted to. There is something truly shitty about starting your day hating the way your butt looks.

Until today -- success! My fancy, on-sale designer jeans I bought in Halifax returned from their disappearance just in time to boost my self-esteem. So I stood in front of the closet, pulled on the prodigal jeans and checked my ass in the mirror.

It's going to be a good day.

3 comments:

aandjblog said...

always good to find things that you thought you lost. Congrats!

Anonymous said...

Just as an aside, you probably won't be needing any of those shorts where you're going.

EK said...

XUP, I will certainly miss wearing my brand-new, end of season shorts I just bought. What happenned to summer, again?

Why, thank you stella. PS: I haven't seen you in forever, tis sad.