Work Those Jeans

It's Monday morning and I'm standing in my closet. I've been standing in my closet, frozen just staring at all of my old disgusting clothes for the past 5 minutes. I roll my hand along some old skirts that would require me shaving my legs and wearing cute but uncomfortable shoes. I work at a very popular Women's Fashion Magazine and I need to be there early today, but I've got nothing to wear. Nothing. All weekend I was as comfy as can be in my favorite jeans, tank top, zip up hoodie, soft socks and sneakers.

Saturdays and Sundays I roll out of bed, and slip into my uniform. I never give what I'm going to wear or what my husband or friends might think of me in the same old jeans another thought. I love them. The jeans are a nice straight-legged dark wash that have a little stretch in them and fall perfectly below my ankle. They are slim but don’t pinch or confine me at all. I wear them on airplanes and prefer their comfort even to sweats because I know I can wear them out if I need to leave the house or go out to eat.

It's Monday and I quite can't snap myself into work mode so I slip them on and think, OK if I wear them with my new patent leather flats and a black shirt they are totally dressy enough for work.

Tuesday rolls around and I’m feeling depressed. I already wore the jeans this week so what do I do now? If I wear them again will anyone really notice? I have a meeting with the fashion director today to look over some recent red carpet film. He’s way too self involved to notice me. I slip the jeans on again and work the outfit out from there. I put on a long button down shirtdress that covers the pockets so the jeans are really looking like leggings today. They are totally taking a back seat. Wednesday I pair them with a vintage t-shirt, black jacket and converse. Rocker chick. Thursday with a sweater and boots and Friday with a blazer and gold flats.

I’m sure the gossipy girls in the fashion or beauty department noticed, but nobody said anything and I just played dumb. I found that getting dressed no longer felt like a horrible chore. I was happy wearing the same pants everyday. That’s the beauty of jeans – you don’t have to wash them and they really can make you happy.

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