Thursday, April 12, 2012

J is for... Jeans and a Small Joy

Tonight I took a little detour from my usual mommy routine, and went shopping at a local thrift store.  My sister and I are competing (only against each other) in a secondhand challenge, meaning that, for a year, we can only buy clothes secondhand.  To be honest, this hasn't been much of a challenge for me since I don't have time to go clothes shopping anyway.

Because my personal time is so limited nowadays, I entered the store with a specific mission - to find a cheap, but comfy pair of jeans that both fit my thighs and my waist (ha!).  The search began with promise.  I found eight pairs that were my size (and yes, I was looking for my post-baby size) and were not what you might refer to as "mom jeans".   Just as I was about to head to the dressing room, I over heard a couple in the next isle over.  I thought it strange that they were looking for women's jeans together, but I eavesdropped on their conversation nevertheless.

Boyfriend:  No, you need to find that kind of jeans that everyone wants.  That makes your butt look firm.

Girlfriend:  You mean Not Your Daughter's Jeans?

Boyfriend:  Yeah, they're called NYDJ.

NYDJ.... The acronym rang a bell.  I had just passed up a $7 pair.  I vaguely remembered seeing them in an In Style magazine, described as being able to make one look a size smaller!  So, after taking a quick glance over to the couple, I snatched them up and practically ran to the fitting room.  

What started as a promising jeans hunt turned into discouragement and frustration when each pair was tighter than the one before it.  Yet, I held out hope for the NYDJ jeans, for I still had them to try on!  Usually when I try on a pair of jeans, I know right away whether or not they are going to work.  The test goes - if I can get them over my thighs and I don't have a saggy crotch, they may just work.  

Well, let me tell you.  As I pulled on these NYDJ jeans, I had a smile on my face.  I didn't have a saggy crotch, they were fitted around my thighs without making them resemble thunder, and my back end looked somewhat firm.  They fit perfectly!  And then I looked down.

To my dismay, someone had cut them off right above my ankle and sewn a very jaggedy hem.   At this point, I threw up my hands and called it quits. 

Instead of finding a cheap, comfy pair of jeans, I found a cute little one dollar clay pot.  I happened to find a small joy amidst utter jean-hunting frustration.  





  1. I enjoyed this post! I wanted to comment when I first visited yesterday morning, but Mommy duties called. :) Thanks for stopping by my blog!

    I can relate to what you've said here about jeans. I hate shopping for them because I know I'll have to try on a zillion pairs before I find one that fits right. How disappointing that someone had hacked up the ones you found... Glad you found the clay pot!

  2. I'm not sure about you, but I've found that post-baby, it's really hard to find clothing. I don't want to buy anything expensive because I keep thinking that I'll lose the weight, but in the meantime, I want to wear clothes that make me feel good. Jeans are probably the hardest.

  3. This made me laugh so hard because I pictured you trying on the perfect pair of jeans and then looking down and the look on your face. The pots really cool though!

  4. Yeah, the pot was a nice consolation. When is our secondhand challenge over?