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Always at the forefront of fashion, today I purchased my first ever pair of skinny jeans.

They look sort of okay, considering. The last time I wore tapered jeans it was 1994 and OJ Simpson was driving around Southern California in a white Ford Bronco. And I think I bought those ones by accident, meaning to get straight-leg. Since then, I've stuck religiously to boot cut and flared jeans, that hug my curves and thoughtfully balance my top half. So it's taken a leap of faith to get to the point where I willingly spent money on another pair. (As little money as possible. Today's pair are from Old Navy, half price for Thanksgiving, with the aid of a $20-worth for $10 groupon. I may have paid little more than the tax, but then I went and got Dash a Superman t-shirt and a pair of camoflauge cargo pants too.)

Now I just have to figure out what to wear them with. My new snowboots, which are admirable more for their bargain-quality than their loveliness, look quite decent with them. I discovered that, if I have no regard for circulation in my calves, I can actually fit them inside my high-heeled tall black boots (the pair that featured in my very first blog post, in fact; I've had them a while, it would seem). Then again, I'm not sure I have anywhere to wear that particular look to, and I also quite like the concept of blood moving unimpeded around my body.

On top, I believe a longish sweater, or preferably a chunky knit, is the way to go. Or probably, given the snowboots, a big puffy winter jacket. Oh, but I don't have one of those. Back to Lands End Overstocks I go...