When the skinny jeans fashion came along lo these two years ago or so, I was content to wait out the skintight storm. I envy those who can pull them off favorably, but as one who has hips officially certified by a doctor as wide, I am not one of you.
Happily, ignoring things I don't like comes naturally to me, hailing as I do from a long line of people wholly unwilling to acknowledge any unpleasantness in our midst. You may keep your "Oprah"-style sentimentalism; we'll take our vodka sodas with a splash of Pink Elephant, thankyouverymuch.
I may be strong in ignoring that which I dislike, but as my old reliable bootcuts & flares started to die out, I also began to run out of replacement options, faced as I was with a sea of skinnies. Jeans are a non-negotiable segment of any Southern Californian's wardrobe, so you can see the dilemma.
Imagine my feeling of triumph, then, when I opened up the Gospel According to "In Style" and spied this:
|I tried to avoid omnipresent La Gwyneth here. I truly did, but she is everywhere, always. Sigh.|
Most importantly, I take from this as a "win" for Team Pink Elephant - if we ignore something long enough, it will go away. Fashion being cyclical, it may not disappear forever, but we're a resilient bunch. Gwyneth, Our Lady of Pervasive Presence, consider yourself warned.