Having lost so much weight last year, my old clothes — the ones my big ass grew to love so much — no longer fit me. Luckily for me, my mother bought me a couple of pairs of pants for Christmas, but the girth of my closet is still no where near the state it was before the Great Wardrobe Purge. I used to be quite a clothes-horse once upon a time; especially in the Jersey Years. I even went so far as to get my favorite JCrew pants altered at a tailor. The jerk actually told me that normally he only charges 10 for a normal waist alteration, but since mine had to be brought in so much, he’d have to charge 15 each! All for an extra inch or two! It’s not as if he wasn’t going to be in there sewing already. Well, it still beats shelling out 58 bucks for a new pair of chinos from JCrew.
Which brings me to my point here. I am a total patsy for JCrew, but alas, on a KMart budget. I don’t really have the time or desire for the marathon shopping of yore, and I KNOW that JCrew size 6 pants will fit me… and they’re such good quality… Now I know what you’re probably saying, “You didn’t! That’s highway robbery!” Just calm yourself down. I didn’t, but I did something better for my budget. I went on Ebay and bought four pairs of previously loved JCrew chinos. I know, it’s a big risk. You don’t know who these women are and why they’re selling their pants to begin with but for 10 dollars a pair, I was willing to risk it. The first auction I won was for 3 pairs. The box arrived on my doorstep, and the pants were clean and neatly folded. One of the pant’s pockets didn’t even have the basting stich removed from the back pockets — practically brand new. The second auction didn’t arrive exactly as I expected. The pair had a faint mildew odor (which thankfully washed out) eew! They also have some peculiar buckles on the side so you can adjust the waist size, except they can expand to fit a very large belly. ACK! Could they be preggo pants?!? JCrew doesn’t have a maternity line! Weird. That being said, they still look good and fit well. At least I could wear them for Thanksgiving next year and not have to worry about loosening the belt when I’ve gorged myself on turkey and breaded cauliflower!
