The purchase of a new pair
of jeans was pretty straightforward when they were all uniformly blue and the
only issue was size and whether to get Wranglers or Levis; now there are more brands
than enough, fifteen shades of blue (plus black), and even in a down to earth
shop like Matalan there is a choice of something called “fit” - the options being
regular, bootleg, straight, slim, skinny and twisted (thankfully none had ready-made
tears in them, which I can arrange myself given time and a DIY disaster); I
rejected four outright (bootleg on grounds of it no longer being 1970, skinny
on the basis of time and effort needed to get them on, regular as lacking in
imagination, and twisted as being meaningless to me), then tried on slim but
found them a little clingy, so eventually had to settle for straight.
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