WHY YOU NEVER SEE ME IN JEANS

“Without jeans in her luggage” (Ohne Jeans im Gepäck) has been the genius title of a recent newspaper article about myself. I say genius, as it is a little detail about me many notice, but only few people know about.

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Jeans is without doubt one of the most-loved fashion items ever. And around 5 years ago, I was able to fit into any size 4 jeans on the shelf, and had no problem putting my waist, hips and legs into that skinny jeans prison. They just always fitted; unlike now, where jeans got a torture to buy and never really look nice on me. I still own a pair of boyfriend jeans, as I could not resist the societal pressures, but it ended up -unworn- in the back of my closet.

Tight, heavy pants are not my thing in general, but living in a country where rainy and snowy days dominate the climate, they are almost inevitable, as layering a dress over tights, or wearing loose pants, is not always an option (Just think about the -30*C i recently experienced in Finland).
At this point it is not even worthy of attention whether they fit me, or if I actually look terrible in jeans or not – it’s more that I don’t like the way I feel when I wear them: Chubby, uncomfortable, and totally not like me. And I hate how they feel on my skin. Don’t get me wrong, I like to see them on other people; I am just not a jeans-and-tee type of girl myself. Everyone has their own style, and jeans are just not for me. It’s not how I express myself and I am totally fine with that.

Unlike me, most girls swear by jeans, probably cause it gives the impression that there is no need to make any effort. You just pull out a sweater or a tee out of your closet and there you go, ready to leave the house. But do you know what is truly effortless? A dress! Right, one piece of clothing only, a single garment without the need of any matching. And do you know what is the most comfortable thing? An elastic waist. I have the impression of jeans shrinking two sizes every time they get out of the washing machine, and you have to awkwardly jump around to put them on again.
And then, even if you think they fit; you cannot even sit down and enjoy your meal, as you will always feel the need of opening that button of your oh-so-comfy pair of skinnies, and they will leave you with less space after every bite you take, leaving you with a red mark below your belly button. If you love food as much as I do, think about if jeans are still your friends after all? No? So why does everyone act like they are so comfy when, in fact, they are not? And please don’t start talking about all those “stretchy” jeans. They are bloody leggings, disguised as jeans, duh! (They are called “Jeggings” for a reason).

Do you want to know what the funniest part of not wearing jeans is? Right, actually wearing them! When the day has come that I do have to wear jeans, for whatever reason, or I decide to do so (Which happens every once in a -long- while, just out of curiosity), it seems like the whole world cannot wait to comment on that, like “ooooooh my gosh, is that a pair of jeans?? I’ve never seen you wearing them!” As if I would come from another planet; one, where jeans does not exist..

Jeans are everywhere and all around us. And society’s pressure makes us wearing them, when in fact we hate them more often than not. So that’s when I decided for myself to not wear jeans anymore..

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Blouse: Relish
Trousers: Only
Sunglasses: Guess

© Chayleen
Pictures: Verena Mertens
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