Is there a worse feeling in the world than shopping for jeans?
As if the florescent lights and mirrors weren't bad enough, the weight I've lost means I have no clue what size I wear or what styles I can pull off these days.
Bootlegs? Ick! They make my hips look massive.
Skinny? Disgusting! I looked awful in them when I weighed 100 pounds back when they were in style the last time. Now, I've got more junk in my trunk and they still make me look even shorter than I am.
Wide-legged? The best so far. Course they're so long that I'll have to pay to have them altered. Petites aren't an option because I have a regular rise.
All of them make me hate some part of my body.
I think I'm sticking with skirts until further notice.