De and I went shopping at Burwood Westfield today, and I bought skinny jeans.
Make the sound in your head like the needle is scratching the record, and that's just how I felt.
Skinny jeans? Me? I am not what you'd call skinny. I'm a curvy woman, and I thought I was relegated to a life of wide-legged pants (to balance out my things and whatnot, I can't remember).
But De gave the thumbs-up for the purchase, and David certainly seems to appreciate them.
Which leads me to two things:
~ don't assume that anything's off the table until you try it; and
~ always take someone who has your best interests at heart shopping with you. Thank you De!