I haven’t worn these pants as much as I wanted to, and I finally figured out it’s because they didn’t fit me well. Even in these pictures they look kind of weird, maybe like they’re too tight, except the problem is really that they’re too big
. I know, counter-intuitive, but whatever. After wearing this outfit and worrying about mooning someone all frigging day long
, I finally took these jeans to a tailor and can confidently say that these babies will come out to play more often now. It is so important to me that clothes fit well. Otherwise 1) they will not be flattering, and 2) they’ll be uncomfortable and I won’t want to wear them. I try not to trick myself into thinking that I can get over some mild discomfort for the sake of style because I’ve made enough shopping mistakes
to know that ain’t true. It’s got
to fit me or I will always overlook it in my closet.
Half of my pants have seen a tailor. If you think your body is “so weirdly shaped” and that “no pants fit you,” you are not alone. The answer is not to blame your body or to blame the pants, but just to accept the fact that a tailor should be your new best friend. I hate that sense of dread as I skip over garments in my closet thinking about how annoying it will be to maneuver my day in it. And I cannot tell you how awesome it feels to stand in your closet and feel happy about wearing anything in there because it all fits you so well. Tailor. Best friend. Now. Got it? Good. 🙂