Earlier today my west coast brother informed me that today is "Bathtub Party Day" and "National Blue Jeans Day." Since I am not old enough to have been around during Prohibition, I have never made bathtub gin, nor do I think that holding a party in my bathroom would be my first choice. However, I am very fond of blue jeans, and will celebrate by wearing them any chance I get. In fact I was a blue jeans trend setter in my youth. In high school (but not to high school, we were only allowed to wear skirts) I wore my brother's jeans because we were both equally skinny and women's jeans weren't long enough for me. But even earlier than that when I was six years old, I received my first pair of blue jeans. Little girls didn't wear pants much at all back then, except for snow suits. These were great jeans because they were lined with plaid flannel (which showed because the cuffs were turned up) making them wonderfully warm to play in. Coincidentally, a few years ago my west coast brother and his wife gave me a pair of flannel lined jeans for Christmas. They are farm people so they know where to get such things. Happily blue jeans never really go out of style so I will be wearing these lovely warm jeans quite a lot this winter. Now that I'm thinking about it, I should have worn them today. When we woke up the wind chill was -5. Of course by Sunday the temperature is supposed to be up to 50 degrees. Fort Wayne winters are hard to dress for. One type of jeans you will never see me in are the stylishly ripped and frayed kind. Not only do they look cold, but my legs are not as toned as they once were and bulges through the rips would not be a good look. But happy Blue Jeans Day everybody, wear them any way you like them.
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