Deja Blue

 

Several weekends ago, I hit up a local secondhand clothing boutique in Rockwall called Second Evolution, which was not surprisingly voted Dallas’s best vintage resaler on the Dallas A List.  They are jam packed with all kinds of high-dollar designer jeans listed for a fraction of the cost of brand new ones.  As I scoured the overloaded racks in search of my beloved Miss Me’s and Rock Revivals in my size, I was hit by a sudden feeling of “deja BLUE.”  It seemed like I had done this before.  Um, that’s because I had…and quite often I might add!

 

Apparently every single I time I go shopping for new summer tops (which I REALLY need) and strappy sundresses (which I don’t), I unknowingly wind up in the denim department, trying on yet another pair of blue jeans–which I really, really don’t need!  I guess I’ve just become one of those people who can’t refuse designer jeans if I happen to be able to score them at a major discount; thus, my closet is embarrassingly well stocked.

 

I have lost count when it comes to the number of pairs of jeans I currently own, unlike shoes, which I pride myself on the actual (obscene) number.  We all have our vices, right?  But when it comes to jeans, I justify my borderline obsession by the fact that jeans are (and thankfully, always will be) a fashion STAPLE.  They go with absolutely anything and everything.  Plus, I get to wear them to work every day if I want to.  That simple equation adds up to the fact that I can never have too many pairs, right?  A rhetorical question–please don’t answer.  Well, I guess it also depends on who you ask.  I’m fairly certain my mother would have a mild heart attack if she knew just how much money I had invested in my jeans collection even though they were (mostly) purchased at less than full price.  There are just so many styles, cuts and washes–and the pocket embellishments?  Don’t even get me started.

 

When it comes to shopping for jeans, I always recommend that you purchase your jeans just a tad bit snug.  They will loosen and stretch with every wear, eventually conforming to your body like a second skin.  Notice I said snug–not so skintight that getting dressed in the morning requires throwing yourself back on the bed while squirming and making groaning sounds like a cat in heat just to get those jeans over your hips and butt.  * Please note, however, that the universal “jeans stretch” is 100% okay.  I know you know exactly what I’m referring to–those crazy, lunge-like motions and contorted yoga poses that help expedite the stretching of your just-removed-from-the-dryer, temporarily tight jeans.  Every morning, I fear Jeremy will walk into the closet and witness this ridiculous-looking act, but it’s a necessary evil for all denim-sporting individuals.  I digress.

 

If you are like me and can’t seem to shake the urge to splurge on denim, at least take my advice and satisfy your cravings at discount retailers.  Forgo Dillards, the Buckle and pricey western stores, and instead, shop at discount retailers, “resalers” and the like.  I also recommend Poshmark, a free downloadable clothing app on your phone that allows fellow fashionistas to buy and sell gently used (and sometimes new) clothing and accessories at unbelievable low prices.  I got one of my fave pairs of Rock Revivals there for only $60–and if you think that’s a lot, you better sit down when I tell you they typically retail for at least $150 and above.  It’s crazy, I know.  I could never drop that kind of cash on a single pair of jeans.  Same goes for True Religion.  I picked up a pair of those trendy jeans on Poshmark for about only $70.

 

Also, if you happen to find yourself in Rockwall or McKinney with time to kill, hit up Second Evolution–you won’t be disappointed!  Other places to check out are Platos Closet and other secondhand retailers in the more upscale (read: rich) cities.  You’re more likely to find better-quality clothing in the ritzy parts of town.

 

The moral?  Repeat after me, “Paying full price for designer jeans is ridiculous.”  Plus, savings wads of cash on jeans comes with certain merited bragging rights.  You know there’s nothing better than responding to a friend’s sincere compliments with a smug, “Thanks, I got them at (insert retailer here) for half price!”

 

So yes, I may have an addiction to jeans shopping, but at least I hunt for bargains.  And jeans really do hold up for quite a long time if you take good care of them.  God forbid I should gain an ounce and not be able to fit into my designer collection–even after I have tried and failed in my attempts to loosen the stubborn fabric with jean-stretching exercises.  (I joke, but I also tremble inside at the thought–oh, the horror!)  I guess the worst case scenario is that I sell/trade them in for a multitude of “new” used jeans in my current size.  And so the cycle repeats itself–allowing for, yet again, deja blue.

 

 

 

 

 

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