The jeans are supposed to fit you. They have one job. You pay them for it. And if they don’t do the job, FIRE THEM. Get new ones. Don’t read into it. Don’t stress about it. It isn’t worth another moment of your precious life.
When a pair of jeans doesn’t fit you, it is not a reflection on you or your body or your life. It just means that a stranger who has never met you designed the jeans for a stranger you will never meet. When you look at it that way, it’s hard to take it personally.
Imagine if we shopped for home furnishings the way we shop for jeans: “Eesh, I knew that window was big, but 95 inches?? I’ll just get these 84-inchers instead. They don’t fit, but I feel SO much better about the number.” Makes. No. Sense. The number isn’t the point. The number should never be the point.
Jean shopping really is the worst — it’s time-consuming, frustrating, AND expensive. So why add another layer of misery on top of all that? Leave the body judgments at home when you go shopping. It isn’t always easy, but the payoff is immeasurable.
It might take a million trips to the fitting room, but you’ll find a great pair you like. Maybe invest in a tailor if they’re so-close-but-not-quite. And throw out the ones in your closet that make you feel like crap when you put them on. Especially those jeans from yesteryear that make you wish your body were different. Bodies change, and jeans don’t. It doesn’t mean anything about your worth or your way of life. It just means you need new jeans.