Sllluuuuurrrrrrr…that’s the sound of me putting my new, white, crop jeans on this morning. I did the whole ‘drop it like it’s hot’ move to make them fit me right.
I hate that I have to do this, especially when the size is already one size bigger than I typically wear.
By Noon, I was holding on for dear life.
These baby’s had grown to fit me and a baby rhino. As much as I would like to share my jeans with a baby rhino, I didn’t have one handy so I just got to do this all day:
Good thing the Governor wasn’t in town on business today. Can you imagine; excuse me Governor, would you mind holding my jeans while I hold the microphone and ask you some questions? Thanks, wouldn’t want to show my wears.
I’m not stupid to the fact that I did not shrink today, especially since I ate my weight in Easter candy. If this was the designer’s way of trying to make me feel better about myself I don’t need that. I pay my children and husband to tell me nice things about myself.
So I ask all my blogger friends, what kind of jeans are your favorite? I am not real happy with what’s in the ole closet right now. Thanks!
My Favorite Quote of the Day: My husband’s wife if freakin’ AWESOME!