Crunch, crunch. What is that sound? Me eating second breakfast this morning? No, it hasn't come to that yet, it's me eating my words. A while ago I wrote a tirade against skinny jeans and slowly but surely they kept growing on me until I found a pair that fit and flatter last Friday at JCrew for $10. So, I bought them. And, what is more, I really like them.
But for the record, they're called matchstick jeans.
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Rock them pants GURL!
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