You know that feeling when you walk out of a dressing room in a new style & the sales associate is 99.9% unimpressed? This was my first experience with boyfriend jeans years ago. I emerged from the store’s dressing room proudly sporting the then new jean style & was greeted by the store employee with the combination of a quizzical look & a lecture about how unflattering the jeans were to my short legs.
It is instances like these that my borderline delusional love for fashion comes in handy. If I want to wear something, I take it VERY seriously. I am going to wear that something like there is no tomorrow and probably for an uncomfortable amount of days in a row. According to the book of moi, the art of dressing is about what makes you feel your best, not about what people around you observe or say. Yes, I have short legs & yes, there are styles that are considered more elongating or flattering as that sales person was helpfully implying but who cares? Boyfriend jeans was what I had my heart set on and despite my unsuccessful go-go-gadget-long-legs command, boyfriend jeans is what I walked out of that store with that day.
PS Who needs a fairy godmother when you have the most comfortable boyfriend jeans & these Stuart Weitzman 21st century glass slippers?