Over the weekend, I bought what can only be called “mom jeans.” They have a comfort-no-gap streatch waistband that reaches my navel. Of course, they bring back brain flinching memories of being called “Urkel” in junior high, but I actually sought them out on purpose. The weight I gained since last time I bought jeans [...]
Being 29: Mom Jeans
February 27th, 2010
