Been surfing blogland today. And I feel (watch out! here it comes!) … my age. Old.
I always felt like in my mind’s eye, I was still 25ish. But I see these 20ish bloggers in all their cuteness, and they are wearing stuff I wore as a teen/young adult. Denim shirts? Check. Jeans rolled? Check. Pleated, tapered pants? Check. Mid-rise jeans? Check. Braided belts? Check. And they [mostly] look cute. But I cannot. I was there. I did that. I am embracing leggings. What more do I need to do?! Ahhhhh!
Let it be known that these? These I cannot embrace. I can wear the skinniest jeans on earth that can look like a legging, but I cannot bring myself to buy these elastic waist things that, hanging up, look like blue jeans my grandma wore (elastic waist? fo reals?). Who the heck named them, “jeggings” anyway.