I bought some Not Your Daughter's Jeans.
I'd heard of them many times before, but it took me a long time to actually buy some. Well, a long time and the birth of my child . . . .
I know it sounds a bit scary, but hear me out.
I was intrigued by the higher back, lower front design that, nevertheless, looks stylish. My sweet and adorable husband often points out that I get plumber's crack when I wear jeans. The problem is that in order for jeans to fit my rather generous thighs, they end up being too big in the waist and the result is a little too much exposure in the posterior.
Still, I was hesitant to buy them. I mean, Not Your Daughter's Jeans is just code for Mom Jeans, right? I wasn't excited about wearing Mom Jeans, even though I am, you know, a mom. I like to think of myself as a moderately fashionable, even youthful, forty-one year old.
But then my boyfriend, Nate Berkus, and his show-guest, Tyra Banks, talked about Not Your Daughter's Jeans. And Tyra mentioned how they did a really good job covering her booty. I think that she may have even mentioned, in not so many words, that these jeans have excellent crack coverage. As a sufferer of chronic plumberscrackitis, I was sold. I got online and I ordered two pair, a straight legged pair and a boot cut pair.
When I first put on a pair of Not Your Daughter's Jeans, I wasn't sure that I liked them. They've got a lot of lycra, so they're pretty stretchy. But they covered my behind, even in a squat . . . and the stretchiness meant no muffin-top (which has become a special blight, post-partum). I got used to them pretty quickly. It doesn't hurt that they are actually pretty stylish and super-comfortable. So I like my Mom Jeans. They may be "not your daughter's jeans," but they're also not your mother's.
P.S. Check out my friend's recent blog post about her Mom Jeans experience!
