NORMAN — If we can learn anything from my childhood photos its that I’ve never been considered a fashion diva.
I’d like to point out that as a child of the ’70s and ’80s, I really didn’t have a lot positive fashion options. Most of my baby pictures involve me wearing plaid and then there are the teen years where I look like a mad mess of neon orange and big hair.
In high school, all the girls in my class had to have their bangs resemble a tidal wave. We accomplished this by pumping our hair dryers to the highest setting and while our hair was standing on edge, we sprayed it down from root to tip with all the Aqua Net our little teenage lungs could handle. No one would ever say we were environmentally friendly.
Fast forward a few years and I find myself in the middle of a department store trying to find jeans. Now, jeans shopping for women ranks right up there with swimsuit shopping, root canals and rush hour traffic on a Friday.
Buying jeans, for women, doesn’t mean you go over to a rack of jeans, find a pair and buy them. It means that you spend hours and hours digging in piles and piles of jeans, trying on several pairs and doing the dressing room hop — that’s where you keep jumping up and down thinking that gravity is going to help you squeeze yourself into something. It never works but for some reason we keep trying.
I am happy to report that I left that store with a pair of jeans. I had a sense of pride. I was one of the 10 percent of women who actually found a pair of jeans and it only took one store, one inpatient husband and about a few hours.