Skinny Jeans

I believe that no matter how thick or thin you may be, every woman needs to have a pair of skinny jeans. Wait! Let me clarify myself by saying I am not talking about those tiny, pencil legged, jeans that should only be worn by the extremely thin and very tall. No, no, NO! I am referring to that pair of jeans that hugs your body in all the right places, lifts your booty and makes you look and feel like a million dollars every time you slip them on. The jeans you talk about getting back into when you've put on a few extra pounds. They may be a size 10, 16 or even a size 22. They could be a pair of old, relaxed fit Levis or a trendy pair of Seven jeans....whatever they are, you know that when you put them on you look GOOD! Your stance, your walk, hell your entire demeanor changes when you have them on. Because you are WHAT! A stunna, lol. At least that's what you think and that's all that really matters.

My upcoming trip to New Orleans  has me shopping like a mad woman! So much so that on Saturday I found it necessary to take some time to do a little closet inventory to access what I have and what I REALLY need. Because at the end of the day... it's a 3 day trip people. How many pairs of sandles and capris do I really need?

So there I was, standing in front of my closet piecing together outfits. And low and behold I run across my SKINNY JEANS. Jesus.... I said Sweet Jesus! How I love these jeans; nice, dark- washed, bootcut with just the right amount of stretch. You'd have to kill me before you could tell me I didn't look good in them. I haven't had them on my body in at least 3 years...What the Hell!

 It's going to take miles and miles of walking, several thousand crunches, some butter, 4 prayer warriors and team of professional movers but I promise you those jeans are making their way to New Orleans. After further accessment I realized I have several items in my closet with tags still attached. Clothes I've purchased a couple sizes too small to use as diet incentives. All clothes that should be traveling to New Orleans in July. That is, If I get my mind right and drop a few pounds.

I pulled my Skinny Jeans out this morning and hugged them close and whispered "I'll see you in the French Quarters".  I threw them over my closet door so I could look at them everyday and remember how good I felt when I had them on and how wonderful I'm going to look when I wear them again in New Orleans.