Blue Trousers And The Beginning Of The End (Part One)

voltee ♦ September 15, 2010 ♦ 3 Comments

Item:  Trousers    Color/Fabric:  Blue/Grey, cotton/wool    Designer:  Idra     Where Purchased: Anthropologie    Years Owned:  2

First of all, I want to thank everyone who has been supporting me through this crazy project.  I love your comments and insights, and appreciate your opinions about my wardrobe.  Saturday I have decided will be my very first Day of Reckoning.  I will determine my first discard pile.  So please, vote a lot if you haven’t already, and tell your friends to vote!  I need all the guidance I can get.

The trousers I have only owned for a few years.  I have to admit that I am having a hard time with the pants department.  I just do not seem to bond emotionally with my pants, like I do with dresses and blouses.  And sometimes skirts.  I think it’s maybe because I have a much more difficult time finding the right fit for my lower half than my upper.  On that note, these do not fit perfectly, just a tiny bit snug through the hips, but they still look nice.  I like the slouchy roominess they have through the leg, and the width at the bottom.  They almost seem vintage, like menswear in the 40’s.  The herringbone, the buttons, and the accents on the hip are just enough detail to make them feel special.

The first time I wore them was last march, for my sister’s baby shower.  My adorable nephew Eli was almost two months old, I think, so it was an unusual sort of shower.  But it was really nice, because all my relatives got to meet him sooner than they would have if we hadn’t had the shower then.  That weekend was the first time I got to meet him, as well.  He was so tiny, and even then just an active and curious little guy.  Of course it was love at first sight!  We did a lot of bonding that weekend.  I may have  managed to escape most of the diaper duty (ok, I think I only did it one time, and only then because there was no one who could rescue me), I did help with feedings and entertainment and such.

It was great to see my sister as a mother.  Even though every bone in her body was entirely exhausted, she still had this inner contentment, like she had reached a new peak of happiness that is more complete and more honest than any joy she had known before.  Motherhood is truly awe-inspiring.  Being an aunt is cool, too, though…

The party itself was wonderful.  We had a lovely brunch, and then opened presents, and skipped the silly “Pin the Diaper on the Baby” games that just make everyone feel uncomfortable.  And I got to spend a lot of time with women that I love dearly and see far too infrequently.

My most vivid memory of that day is my Grandmother holding Eli until he fell asleep.  She always says she just has a way with babies, and it’s true.  Like magic.  And her face just glows with a lovely tranquil smile, as though she knows a secret that is hers to treasure.  My Grandma turned 92 last week, and she is one amazing lady.  She’s been on my mind continuously tonight.  I love her.

So I think I should keep these pants, and make an attempt to wear them more often.  Too many times I go right to jeans because they’re just easier.  It’s time to stop being lazy, and put on some trousers.

**Undecided.  I haven’t really worn these since, and I’m still concerned about the fit.  Will revisit them, soon!