This year was the first year I embraced skinny jeans. Before I was a boot cut, straight cut kind of woman. I railed against any pants with the name skinny in it.
I was never comfortable in anything form-fitting, especially pants. But as I continued to shop, I found fewer and fewer alternatives to skinny pants.
I wanted to change my look up this year because I was growing tired of all the constraints I was putting on myself with regard to clothes—and a lot of other things as well. So I recently bought three pairs of skinny pants.
And now I understand what all the fuss is about. They’re so damn comfortable! And flattering to boot. What took me so long?
It was resistance. For the longest I refused to even look at skinny pants and trying them on was totally out of the question.
But when I finally broke down and made a conscious decision to try something new, I was freed. I slipped them on for the first time and fell in love.
Now let’s be honest. This post is so not about skinny jeans. I mean, not really. It’s about not being so inflexible and rigid with your thoughts and ideas that you have about yourself.
I love how free I feel when I wear these pants. Not because they’re skinny or on trend or anything like that. It’s what they represent to me. The beginning of the end of resistance. And I really love the way they make me feel and the way that makes me feel. Hoorah!