Blue Jean Baby

I would trade my soul for a good pair of jeans. Well not completely, but throw in a pair of Jimmy Choo's and we may have a deal.

I have a superficial passion for jeans. It truly is a curse.
Before thinking that I’m completely materialistic please allow me to explain my reasoning:

1: I love the look. There is something so rad about a sweet pair of sunglasses, a white v-neck, a pair of sneaks, and a pair of jeans. Admit it. You love it too.
2: I love the process of buying jeans, looking at them on the tables, grabbing as many pair as I would like and trying them all on, comparing contrasting, swiping the card at the point of payment, pulling off the tags, and then wearing them for the first time.
3: I love the way my butt looks. ConceitedI know. When I put on a good pair of jeans that hugs my rump just so, it’s so magical its cliché. It’s great pulling on a pair of tight skinny legged jeans, turning around and checking myself out, and I do it every time.
4: I love spending the money on a good pair of jeans. For me, buying a new pair of jeans is the perfect self-prescribed method of retail therapy. It is a false belief that you can find a pair of jeans for $50 that has the same fit as a $150 pair of jeans. I’ve tried. My personal theory is that the more expensive the pair of jeans the better the fit. It’s a tested theory and I suggest you adapt it into your own life. However, if you don’t own a pair of jeans that are quite this costly or wish to spend this much, do yourself a favor and do not try them on, you will never feel the same.
I still remember the first of many overpriced jeans that I bought. I was standing in my best friend K’s bathroom and she handed me a pair of dark wash True Religion skinny jeans with a painted blue “U” on the pocket. Price on the tag, $256 a ridiculous amount for jeans. I slipped them on and the price didn’t seem so absurd for perfection. There isn’t much justification for a pair of jeans that cost that much, but you better believe that if there was some sort of excuse that I could make I made it, and continue to make them.
5: I love the versatility. Jeans are never a bad choice. Dress them up or down, it really doesn’t matter. There really is no wrong doing in wearing a pair of jeans to any occasion besides the obvious (I would hope that you when the appropriate events for jeans are).
6: I love the memories that I make in the jeans. Have you noticed that just about everything worth having a memory about happens while you are wearing jeans? I certainly have. There isn’t quite anything like seeing a pair of jeans on the floor when I wake up in the morning after a crazy night, and all the emotions and excitement rush back when I put them on and seeing the evidence close up.
7: I love helping others find love in a pair of jeans. I have helped many people find their perfect match in a pair. Helping someone else find jeans that make them look fantastic is a true joy.
I realize that to those who are naïve to the power that a good pair of jeans can have over one such as me this post seems completely pointless and honestly it is.
My purpose is to merely express my love and appreciation for this completely absurd and temporal item. All too often I go without noticing the “little” things that make good days better, like slipping on a pair of jeans in the morning.


Always enabling procrastination for myself and others,
T.

Media overload

I know it hasn't been that long since I have posted something, but i cannot resist. Surely this is a start to a posting frenzy.

Until tonight I was a 3D virgin. I know amazing right? Yes even astonishing to me that I have been able to divert this growing trend in the movie theaters, but alas I have. I was doing my best to avoid this trend, but I was convinced.
I was so entertained by an animated wide mouthed dragon flying straight into my face, and I was truly converted. I do not think that I will feel quite the same about a "normal" movie again. How could anything be entertaining without the effects of 3D?
I am astonished at what the brains in media are coming up with. I have so much more respect for the "Sheldon" (I hope you understand this reference. If not see THE BIG BANG THEORY) like men and woman that my mother puts up and patronizes daily. To those men and women I applaud you; you have done sometihng wonderful.

In other categories of media I am currently reaing STIFF; a stomach turning non- fiction novel on the afterlife of the human body. Disgusting? Yes. Wildly Fascinating? Yes. Disturbing? Yes. Too much to handle? NO! It'll make you laugh (seriously). It'll make you cry. It may even make you regurgitate, but do not fret the humor makes up for it. Mary Roach is brilliant. I couldn't put her masterpiece down. Actually I could, and I did; it is finals week after all. But irresistable. A must read, as said by T. If anyone has any suggestions for a new read, I am in want. Please do not refrain.

love,
T