Denim jeans have never sat right on me.
They've always been far too tight, or way too big, and have never really made me feel as good as I'd like them to.
It's not like I haven't tried. I love the way denim jeans look on plenty of slim and fat women. But I've never thought I had the right proportions for it. Even now, at the ripe ol' age of 25, I only own a single pair of jeans, which I wear on the odd occasion.
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They're straight leg, medium-wash blue and high-waisted. The first time I wore them, my friends exclaimed. They couldn't believe I'd actually made the plunge into the world of denim — I couldn't either. I felt confident in them, beautiful even.
But over time, and I can't really pinpoint when or why, I stopped wearing them at all. Every time I'd go to reach for the only pair of jeans I had in my wardrobe, my hand couldn't ever quite finish the job.
And then I told myself I couldn't wear them. They hugged my belly wrong. My butt looked saggy. I just couldn't do it.
I've owned that same pair for more than two years now, and I've worn them less than a dozen times. Which is disappointing because I take pride in wearing everything I own.