Jeans keep getting skinnier, am I right? But still, sometimes they’re just not skinny enough. American Eagle Outfitters has taken that a step further with their new Skinny Skinny Jeans — denim so skintight that it’s spray on. The Skinny Skinny Jeans have their own video (vaguely NSFW) and product page, which features a choice of two unisex signature colors — Indigo and Bright Light — but sadly, when you try and add the $49.95 “jeans” to your cart, the site alerts you that they’re sold out. I guess if this rather brilliant marketing campaign manages to draw you to the AE site, you’ll maybe stick around to purchase one of their other styles of denim which, sadly, are only as skinny as actual fabric will allow. [American Eagle Outfitters via College Candy]
Rachel Vermillion, a senior at
Bringham Brigham Young University in Idaho, was barred from taking a final exam because a male college employee deemed her skinny jeans too tight and not in compliance with the campuses Dress and Grooming Standards. Dress codes are to be expected at a Mormon college. However, Rachel had worn the same outfit all day and had not only taken another exam earlier, but had met with a LDS bishop in regards to congregational business. Rachel said she was told the appropriateness of outfits is judged “at the discretion of the testing center employees.” Keep reading »
I can’t wear skinny jeans, because I have beefy man legs, mighty logs of muscle and sinew, the end product of hundreds of thousands of years of evolution. Ancient man spent his days running from prehistoric beasts, jumping with simian fury and squatting around the fire. Here’s a short list of the men who can wear skinny jeans: Iggy Pop, The Pumpkin King, moody beanpoles with eating disorders and those with unusually narrow pelvises. If you own and wear a cape or a top hat, you can wear skinny jeans. If you need skin-tight pants that hug your hips, then do as Batman does and wear tights. Regular men should not wear skinny jeans.
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Sometimes I like to write in a dry style. When I do this, it’s amusing to read comments by commenters who don’t understand that I’m being sarcastic. So I hoped this op-ed which popped up in my Google alerts, “Skinny Jeans, John Wayne, And The Feminization Of America,” was also being very dry. But in fact this author, Jane Gilvary, is quite serious that men in skinny jeans are the downfall of America. How about this gem?
“… real men don’t wear skinny jeans. Real men also don’t wear V-neck tees, or accessorized scarves, and they avoid purple and pink like the plague. The mere idea of a pedicure or waxing makes a real man nauseous. If a woman hangs out with this kind of girly-man routinely, it’s only because she wants to share his wardrobe and his non-fat caramel macchiato.”
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We could feel the beginnings of a trend floating in the air back in May when denim diapers made their debut and more recently, when we saw some sassy styles in the windows of BabyGap. Now the concept has solidified and it’s this: skinny jeans for kids. The Gap, in particular, is the focus of a Wall Street Journal story investigating the trend. Apparently, the company has one of the largest stakes in the skinny jeans-for-tots market. But other big retailers are also marketing the super-slim aesthetic. Refinery 29 spotted these jeggings in a Ralph Lauren kids window and J.Crew’s kiddie division also sells a slim model. Keep reading »
You know that line in Sir Mix-a-Lot’s “Baby Got Back,” where he goes, “I like big butts and I cannot lie”? Well, I have a big butt and I cannot lie. I’ve always had a big butt. Ever since I can remember. To be clear, it’s not like I have trouble getting through doorways, but there is some serious junk in my trunk. It has been referred to as a “bubble butt.” There was a time in my life when I lived in California when I was described as having an “LA face and an Oakland booty” (er, if you don’t understand, it’s a California thing). And I’ve certainly had my share of butt-related catcalls, random shoutings out of car windows, and general ongoing butt commentary. It’s kind of like my butt is a spectacle. Keep reading »