SHopping for jeans now-a-days is brutal. Skinny jeans don’t make it past my calves. Petite jeans are in “short” supply. And forget anything that covers my bum crack and keeps it covered when I sit down. I swear pockets no longer hang on the butt, they now located south of the ass checks. Pockets are also now little areas on the jeans that sport all sorts of bling, embroidery and other shiny things. Some much has changed since I now am able to wear a shirt tucked in.
But the dilema of the ass crack is the biggest one so far. Low-rise is a joke. That cut does not cover my booty. I don’t know if it because of my hips, my ass or what. The low-rise is so low I could try a thong with a pair of low-rise and make the front page of the little local newspaper here in COlstrip, MT. Oh wait, it wouldn’t be front page, but whatever page it is that has all the legals and court cases; me in low-rise is criminal! Let me show you a hypothetical of me in low-rise:
- Issie at the PUmpkin Patch!
There will be NO thongs on these cheeks till she is 42…
LOL. Love this! I have had luck at the Gap and Eddie Bauer. Gosh, I hope to go shopping again someday!!