White jeans and I are new friends.
Now, we can’t be parted.
Funny how we have a love/hate relationship with pieces of clothing. I have always worn traditional blue, oftentimes black and maybe even grey jeans, but very rarely white ones. What was I thinking? I want to wear them all the time.
The strange thing is I prefer to wear white jeans in autumn and winter. I like a mix of “winter whites” together. The whole texture and tone thing work particularly well with the whites in winter. I wear less white in the summer than I do in winter. I am pale and feel the brighter shades work better in summer; in winter being pale with the whites is simply another tone joining the club. That’s my logic anyway.
Back to the white jeans.
Ok, I am going to say it.
Halleluja, the high waisted styles are back. Thank goodness. No more having to wear a body suit or long top underneath to hide the underwear and added pounds. A high waist is truly a friend indeed. Everything pops in, is held behind zippers or buttons and no one is any the wiser. I would love to be perfect and not face these fun figure challenges, but it is what it is. Rather than knocking myself out trying to change all the time, I want to appreciate what I have and work with it.
So high-waisted jeans it is.
My white jeans are straight, an ankle length and with a slightly frayed hem; like these.
They are an exercise in perseverance to button up after washing, but so worth it.
This weekend, it’s all winter white for me. xv
All White, Winter White
wearing mine with