I cannot for the life of me understand the whole boyfriend jean trend going on right now. Why, ladies, why? Why would anyone voluntarily wear a beaten-up, ill-fitting piece of denim? Clearly, I’m not cool enough to understand fashion trends. At least that’s what my sister told me this weekend when I turned to her, baffled by the two brand-new pairs of Express boyfriend jeans I found in her closet. Even though there is about a 20-pound difference between us, we tend to share the same clothes. Mostly because I wear clothes that are too tight while she prefers hers three sizes too large. It usually works out perfectly. But no matter how much I adjusted those boyfriend jeans, they still looked sloppy and unkempt. All I needed was a piece of twine and I could be any hobo anywhere in America. Continue reading
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