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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

{I Get Depressed Very Easily}

Did you know that I am tall? Indeed I am. I'm 6' 1" if I'm an inch.

It was a freak accident, if you ask me. My mother is 5' 8", and my dad is 6' 0", but my older sister didn't come out as tall as me--she's only 5' 8". And sure, there are tall cousins on both sides--two boys are well over six feet--but their parents are also all over six feet.

I don't know how or why, but they're my genes so I have learned to love them.

It hasn't always been this way, though. I used to wail and wallow in despair about how tall I was--no boys would ever like me, I was sure. I was as tall as an amazon, and as graceful as a duck. And I could never find pants long enough to fit my octopus legs. In my teenage head, I was doomed for a life of misery.

Eventually I learned that it didn't matter if boys never liked me--they were all jerks anyway. I came to embrace my duckish-demeanor, and try to laugh it off. But finding pants long enough has still been the curse of my existence.

It is a marvel to me that some people in the world can actually walk into Targetâ„¢ and buy a pair of jeans off the rack for well under $50.00. The only place I have bought a pair of jeans since I was 16 has been the Buckle. Usually they range between $70.00 and $100.00 each [which, I know is a pittance compared to what some people spend on Sevens of the World or whatever those movie-star jeans are called. But alas. I am no movie star. And spending $50.00 a leg just to be decent in public is a lot of money for me].

So you can imagine how I feel when this sort of thing happens to me:



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16 Comments:

Blogger Raygon said...

oh! bummer! i have purchased one pair of seven jeans in my life....i had to turn over my life savings for them. i still have them, 8 years later. i would cry if they got a tear in them. i sort of feel your pain!

July 15, 2008 at 9:33 AM  
Blogger HeatherPride said...

Tragic!! But it was a tear like that that made my husband fall in love with me when, on our 4th date I fell down a flight of stairs, did THAT to my jeans, yet saved my freshly opened bottle of Budweiser. I suppose in his book, that made me a hero.

July 15, 2008 at 10:39 AM  
Blogger Lindsey Burnham said...

Being a tall girl and having a pair of pants rip is like having an animal or friend die...

July 15, 2008 at 11:22 AM  
Blogger Geneva said...

Once upon a time in high school, I had a fabulous pair of guess jeans. Practically perfect in every way. Unfortunately, I decided on a lark to go rollerblading with my sister. In our speed to get home, a very malicious piece of gravel proved my undoing. I completely removed the skin from my knee and had a purple scar for years. Still have it in fact. But was I crying the whole way home for my wounded knee? No, I bawled for the perfect pair of jeans. I had such trouble letting go, I made them into a pair of cutoffs that I wore until the pockets came off. I mourn with you my friend.

July 15, 2008 at 11:45 AM  
Blogger Kim & Jason said...

I would have never guessed you were 6'1" from your pictures. I'm sure finding jeans can be difficult and there truly is nothing worse than tearin a favorite pair of jeans. I will say, have you ever tried Lucky Jeans? LOVE THEM. And twice a year they have a sale where their jeans are half off - which is a great deal! Plus they carry jeans in long, have you tried them before? Sorry, when it comes to jeans, I have a bit of an addiction :-(

July 15, 2008 at 11:56 AM  
Blogger Alice said...

I feel your pain. With my size 11 boat feet, the shopping ain't easy.

And those jeans actually look hip with the rip. (From the little I know about what is actually hip.)

July 15, 2008 at 2:40 PM  
Blogger RatalieNose said...

I agree with Alice, you can pull that rip off quite trendily. I've had the same pair of pants since
7th grade and they have holes in both knees but they are the one pair I own that fit exactly right, you see, I have the exact opposite of your problem, my legs are too SHORT for all jeans that fit my hips!!!!! quite a trial if i do say so myself!

July 15, 2008 at 6:13 PM  
Blogger Mikelle said...

I feel your pain! I just have the opposite problem. My fav. jeans (that are 4 years old, mind you) are getting some weak spots, so I know the end is coming near...so sad. I don't think I will ever find another pair I like so much.

July 15, 2008 at 6:38 PM  
Blogger Aimee said...

I send my condolences. I can't commiserate on the height issue (and having met you I was surprised by your altitude) and jean shopping, but I do know the pain of ripping a favored pair.

The Setting: Franklin Elementary School
The Dress Code: No holy jeans allowed.
The Cast: Goody two-shoes me, the informant, my 6th grade teacher, the school nurse and my mom
Summary of the plot: Favorite jeans rip at the knee. Can't bear to part. Think (HOPE) I can wear them one more time. Someone tells my teach and, I swear it was in front of the whole classroom, the second time I was every disciplined in grades K-6 occurred. Humiliation ensued, followed by a blubbery, barely comprehensible phone call from the nurses' office to my mom, asking her to bring me down another pair of pants.

Whew, that was a tough memory to resurface.

I wish you luck as you court the racks of denim and find your new "it" pair.

July 15, 2008 at 6:51 PM  
Blogger Aimee said...

No hole-y jeans allowed, either.

July 15, 2008 at 6:53 PM  
Blogger Joel said...

I'll speak for the men...

Huh? All jeans don't fit just about the same? And all jeans don't cost about twenty bucks?

What a strange world we live in...

July 16, 2008 at 12:27 PM  
Blogger Mistakes for Marion said...

Lol, until Joel posted I was a bit afraid to post,thanks joel, and now that you've broken the ice...

I actually sow patches on my jeans, and then I sow patches ontop of those....my pants come out looking quite odd considering my sowing skills are only near competent.

July 16, 2008 at 10:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I once paid big buckaroos for ripped jeans quite similar to that. True I was in my early teens but you should wear them proudly! ~A

July 16, 2008 at 10:41 PM  
Blogger Jonathan and Sarah said...

It's amazing how you can make such an interesting story out of something so little. I mean... I know it's not little to you and it isn't a small deal... you know what I mean. Anyway, I'm sad to be going private but oh well. Hopefully it'll be for the best. I'm glad you still want to see mine.

July 18, 2008 at 12:54 PM  
Blogger Jozet at Halushki said...

Ack...it's always a hard day when a fave pair of jeans bites the dust. And I do feel your pain. I'm not tall...at all...but I very, very rarely can buy any pants off any rack. I'm just not put together the way pants are put together.

July 20, 2008 at 6:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

they sell jeans with rips in them all the time. they don't look that bad to me:)

July 20, 2008 at 11:09 PM  

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