Yes. It is autumn. OFFICIALLY. I recall last year writing of jean jackets and that small window of opportunity when you are able to wear them well.
I recently went shopping with my mother and stumbled upon multiple pairs of pants, jeans, that fit well. After years of unnecessary issue with my pant wear, I came upon the finest selection at, well, your local Community Aid Thrift. Not only are the jeans durable and not yet well-worn, but they are the style I like. Comfortable, thin at waist, wider in the legs, just what I need. It might be a bit too Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally or Diane Keaton in Manhattan, but that's the style I like. Plus, it was the most exciting feeling to walk in, know what I wanted, see it on the racks (amongst 100,000 other pairs of pants) and have them fit. THAT is success for me. I mean, think about how many times you go and try something on and it doesn't fit! As if what you see and what you feel are two entirely different manifestations! But when, what you feel and what you see, fits and feels good, GOD...
is it not the BEST feeling?
I mean, magazines depict just one body type...skinny, no curves, and those jeans work...but not for most bodies. I felt like I escaped the confines of magazine and current mainstream culture and broke through to some higher mode of living, dressing, being.
Plus with my NEW boots for which I saved. I'm still adapting. Won't we always?
there's more, but of course, the excitement of jeans and boots and autumnal shifts.
Tres Bon!
I will make a list of things worthy of discussion:
sleepiness
missing your mother
the French language
lists
writing letters
building things
using doors and windows
loss
the art of collecting things
paper not used
a photograph of the real
but
MAGICAL
in a junkyard.
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