V A is a long standing and recognised digital creative; her voice resonates with many. In the last ten years, the site has developed into an online destination for fashion, beauty and lifestyle advice. Her sense of style, editorial flair and practical counsel offers an inspired and graceful approach to living.

V A is a long standing and recognised digital creative; her voice resonates with many. In the last ten years, the site has developed into an online destination for fashion, beauty and lifestyle advice. Her sense of style, editorial flair and practical counsel offers an inspired and graceful approach to living.

Edit by: Vicki
Nov 14, 2009

Do these jeans make me look fat?

 
How many times have I asked myself that question? I have just made the calculation and I figure it must be just under 2000 times. If I have been wearing jeans since my teenage years and I am still wearing them and I am still asking this question about once a week then that equates with 1872 times to be precise. Could I be any more repetitive?….But is there a woman amongst us who has not asked herself this question and who has not demanded of her friends and family to tell the truth. I mean the honest truth because when I interrogate I always begin by….Tell me honestly, do these jeans make me look fat? Whether we really want the truth is another matter and in that case the question would be entirely rhetorical.



When I ask this question I am always amused that I have uttered those seven emotionally charged words yet again. It makes me laugh because I already know the answer and if I thought I looked super skinny in them I wouldn’t be asking – right? It is funny and kind of silly the way I keep repeating this ridiculous question yet I can’t help myself. Deep down I should know better. But why is it that wearing jeans brings out the hidden insecurities in all of us women? The ‘do these jeans make me look fat?’ question is something I suspect all women have in common. 


I just wonder what goes through my mind every time I enter into this exhausted debate. Do I suspect that my legs have grown 6 inches and resemble those of my daughters? Do I think that 7 kgs of body fat has miraculously evaporated into thin air giving me a derriere that would make any man swoon. Why do I torture myself over and over with this question when I already know the truth? Do I really expect the manufacturers of my favourite J Brands to be so clever that they can transform me into a superwoman with the super jeans body. I don’t think so. 


I am a little cleverer these days and so I do tread more cautiously when asking this most confrontational question. I am wise enough to know that you never ask a question when you know the answer will not be to your liking… xv


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