Mom jeans

Yeah you read that right. Mom jeans. I can’t speak for all womankind and I would never profess to but I can speak for myself when I say that women’s fashion sucks. I’ve been having these revolutionary thoughts for some time but never really had the guts to change the way I dress. But women are expected to wear really form fitting and revealing clothing. Skinny jeans ? They are the worst. Mini skirts ? Dresses ? Tight blouses? If you like to wear those things then more power to you. Go wear what you want. High heels ? Why torture ourselves ? This morning I was getting dressed and I asked my husband if I looked ok and he shrugged and said I don’t know. Why did I even ask him ? I don’t need anyone’s validation. But maybe I’ve been conditioned by society to care about what people (men) in particular think about how I look (see The price of being female). My husband then conceded and said it must be hard for women to figure out what to wear because women’s fashion is so vast and we are always expected to stay on top of trends. We are conditioned to care about fashion. We are conditioned to want to shop and buy and consume. Trends change all the time. Do you have any idea how stressful this is for women (see Hair cut;  The maintenance routine of an old librarian; Working Mothers; Alone time for an introvert)? I won’t even go into the impact this has on the environment because we all know the costs of fast fashion. For men, it’s simple – jeans and shirt. Work wear is simple for men- trousers and a shirt. Maybe some women don’t have such complicated wardrobe issues but it’s definitely not easy for me anyway. I was watching a show a few years back while I was in a waiting room somewhere and the topic was whether women should wear heels on a first date. I nearly lost my fracking sh*t.  Seriously? Is this how women are judged? Why is it important what shoes we wear ? How does that impact anything. Surely our personalities should matter. Of course I’m not advocating that we don’t care about how we look and take pride in our appearance. But we shouldn’t be scrutinised and our value decided based on our footwear. Ok rant over. This brings me to Mom jeans. I like to think I’m a trendy person. This is where the people who know me now burst out laughing hysterically. You trendy ? Hahaha. Yeah yeah laugh all you want. But now I don’t care about trends anymore. I’ve ditched all my stupid uncomfortable skinny jeans and bought some high waisted Mom jeans. The first time my husband saw them he hated them and begged me to send them back. Chump (for more on Chump see Push ups and the Chump). Never. I love them so much. They are high waisted. They are elastic. They are loose. They are everything I have ever wanted in a trouser. I feel like MC Hammer. I am loving life. When Chump dared to complain about my Mom jeans I turned around and I said – I want to dress the way I feel comfortable, not the way society thinks I should dress. That shut him up. Boom. Welcome to the revolution my friends.