Honestly? I figured it’d be months before I wore these jeans again.
I feel the same way about every piece of clothing I had with me in New Haven.
Not that I have negative/painful/crappy memories of my Yale adventure. I just can’t stand staring at a barren closet with limited options and right now, that’s what those clothes represent. The very thought of wearing anything from my trip gives me the shakes.
I’m sick in the head. I know.
Sadly, I have searched high and low for another pair of boyfriend jeans but I can’t find one I love. Had a haul from Old Navy come in last week that all had to go back because of saggy butt syndrome. Then I went back to Kohl’s to pick up another one of these and found they were out of stock in my size.
So since I want to rock the boyfriend jeans/casual Friday look, I guess I’m stuck with the New Haven pair. To mitigate the shakes, I paired it with wedge heels, something I couldn’t have and never would have worn this summer. Also, I’m wearing a top that, although thrifted, is newly thrifted and never worn.
Happy feet and novelty triumph once again!