things happen in 3's.
well, they say deaths happen in threes, but what about the death of a pair of pants? did you ever have something that just wasn't ment to be, no matter how much you liked it?
this is the story of a pair of pants that i just love, and i don't want to let go.
this is the story of a pair of pants that i just love, and i don't want to let go.
well, there they are. my cute little pair of paper denim cords. they were a thin cord, lots of stretch, a skinny, skinny leg, and they fit me perfectly!!! i didn't even need alterations!
i got the denim on a sunday a few weeks ago. i was eager to wear them to work the next day!
1) there i go, off to work at the crack of dawn in the morning. i was walking to the train. it was still dark out and i was a little groggy. as i am walking down a street along my route that happens to be a super steep incline, i was doing that little "light run" down the hill. BAM! i slip on some gravel, twist my ankle and skid down the street! i look down and my jeans are torn to shreads! blood gushing everywhere, my knee throbbing. FUCK! i didn't have those pants on for more than 45 minutes and they are ruined! not to mention that my knee KILLED! and was all gashed up!
out of spite, i bought a 2nd pair the next day. i looked hot!
2) about a week later, walking millie along my block. wearing my 2nd pair of cords. all of a sudden SKID! i'm down!!! i couldn't believe i slipped on some shit on the ground (it literally was some dog shit on the sidewalk!) and landed flat on my same, bad knee! this time, no damage to the jeans. my knee, well, it was a little sore. no blood.
3) one week past. give it another go. wearing my jeans at work. i was talking to a coworker, hand my hands in my back pocket, kinda hips to the side, you know the pose. all of a sudden RIIIIP! i was afraid to look. i couldn't believe that i ripped the fabric where the pocket is sewn on the back! now there is a little hole above the back pocket! you can't really see it, but i am concerced that if i bend over, the whole thing will blow!
a friend said, maybe it is time to just let them go. it's too many bad signs. i just don't want to believe it!
i'm torn. no pun intended.
ps, my knee is better now. just a little scabby. in case you were wondering.
i got the denim on a sunday a few weeks ago. i was eager to wear them to work the next day!
1) there i go, off to work at the crack of dawn in the morning. i was walking to the train. it was still dark out and i was a little groggy. as i am walking down a street along my route that happens to be a super steep incline, i was doing that little "light run" down the hill. BAM! i slip on some gravel, twist my ankle and skid down the street! i look down and my jeans are torn to shreads! blood gushing everywhere, my knee throbbing. FUCK! i didn't have those pants on for more than 45 minutes and they are ruined! not to mention that my knee KILLED! and was all gashed up!
out of spite, i bought a 2nd pair the next day. i looked hot!
2) about a week later, walking millie along my block. wearing my 2nd pair of cords. all of a sudden SKID! i'm down!!! i couldn't believe i slipped on some shit on the ground (it literally was some dog shit on the sidewalk!) and landed flat on my same, bad knee! this time, no damage to the jeans. my knee, well, it was a little sore. no blood.
3) one week past. give it another go. wearing my jeans at work. i was talking to a coworker, hand my hands in my back pocket, kinda hips to the side, you know the pose. all of a sudden RIIIIP! i was afraid to look. i couldn't believe that i ripped the fabric where the pocket is sewn on the back! now there is a little hole above the back pocket! you can't really see it, but i am concerced that if i bend over, the whole thing will blow!
a friend said, maybe it is time to just let them go. it's too many bad signs. i just don't want to believe it!
i'm torn. no pun intended.
ps, my knee is better now. just a little scabby. in case you were wondering.
posted by molly at
11/06/2006
4 Comments:
how crazy! i cannot believe this. and i cannot believe you fell those times. take the pants to a tailor to fix that hole. don't give up! don't give up until you're standing there with the pants in shreds one day.
I agree - don't give up if you look so very cute! Don't let a little dog poop stop you!!!
As the Klutz Queen, I say put those pants on and work it! Defy Gravity!
oh, bethie, i don't think you fully know the extent of my falling. i truly am the klutz queen! it usually happens once a week! for no reason whatsoever
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