It. Has. Happened. The two best things in the entire world have come together: jeans and leggings! I don't know even know how we could have lived so long without jeggings. I mean the coolness of jeans with the comfort of leggings--simply amazing. Sure, many people wonder what the difference is between jeggings and skinny jeans, and that answer is quite simple: umm, jeggings are way tighter of course. Haven't you ever wished that your skinny jeans could be just a little tighter so that it could wrap your leg up like a little sausage? Well, dream no more, because it has happened. Go grab a pair and tell me that your legs do not look absolutely awesome after squeezing them into jeggings. Long live jeggings!
Recently, whilst mundanely shopping for jeans, I came across something curious--Raw Denim. It looks like normal denim, except, it's way weirder and takes a lot more work. Yes, I said "work". Work before you are actually able to wear your jeans out in public. The origins of raw denim, I assume, stem from the days when cowboys wore their jeans to wrangle animals, wallow in horse poop, and then sleep in these same jeans as if they were their second skin. Of course, back then, you were probably only allowed one pair of pants, so it WAS his second skin. Which is why it confuses me when a guy, living in a land of plenty, would ever consider buying raw denim because there's a lot of craziness involved. First, you have to buy them seven sizes larger for shrinkage. Second, you have to soak them in a bath of warm water for like two hours--while you're wearing them--so they will mold to your body!! After about 17 soaks and your legs are all dyed blue, you are to wear them every single day for six months without washing them. Then, by the grace of God, these jeans will hopefully fit, your legs will not have suffered any permanent damage from the dye, and will not have looked like a total douche for going through this ridiculous process when you could have just went two aisles down and picked up normal jeans...that are pre-shrunk, and pre-normal. Maybe it's a guy's way of feeling cool again like a cowboy. Except, cool without the wrangling, or the horses, or anything that makes cowboys cool. So really, you're just left with filthy roach jeans. Cool or just inconvenient? I think the answer is obvious, and it's not cool.