Holly got ready.
Ready for something she hasn’t done in years.
Holly realized that she had only
one pair of jeans that fit well. She had no choice but to go shopping for
another pair.
Why has Holly not been jean shopping for years?
Maybe because last time she went shopping for jeans she
entered the store as
a confident woman and
exited the store as
a huddled mass yearning to be free of her obvious body disfigurements.
For you see, in
non-jean-shopping-life Holly is OK with her body. She is not in love with her shape, but has accepted it and moves on…
Yet for some reason, in
jean-shopping-life all that changes.
Holly’s
non-jean-shopping THIGHS are OK, but her
jean-shopping THIGHS appear like over-stuffed, dimpled sausage.
Holly’s
non-jean-shopping WAIST is OK, but her
jean-shopping WAIST creates plumber-effect.
In
non-jean shopping-life Holly never met a tailor. In
jean-shopping-life Holly has never met a pair of jeans that didn’t require a skilled one.
Holly recruited a friend for moral support.
Holly wasn’t sure about the morality, but could really use the support.
Soon Holly was back in a dressing room with an ever-growing pile of ill-fitting jeans.
*Hold me*
Just about the time Holly was about to slip into her pre-existing Post-Traumatic Jean Shopping Syndrome, the sales clerk asked her to try on one more pair.
Holly tried on the jeans.
Holly was puzzled.
Something was different.
Very different.
The jeans fit.
*cue the angel choir*
Where did you find these jeans that fit so perfectly?
The men’s department.
Yep.
In
jean-shopping-life Holly is a
boy.
Holly realized that she had only one pair of jeans that fit well. She had no choice but to go shopping for another pair.
Why has Holly not been jean shopping for years?
Maybe because last time she went shopping for jeans she entered the store as a confident woman and exited the store as a huddled mass yearning to be free of her obvious body disfigurements.
For you see, in non-jean-shopping-life Holly is OK with her body. She is not in love with her shape, but has accepted it and moves on…
Yet for some reason, in jean-shopping-life all that changes.
Holly’s non-jean-shopping THIGHS are OK, but her jean-shopping THIGHS appear like over-stuffed, dimpled sausage.
Holly’s non-jean-shopping WAIST is OK, but her jean-shopping WAIST creates plumber-effect.
In non-jean shopping-life Holly never met a tailor. In jean-shopping-life Holly has never met a pair of jeans that didn’t require a skilled one.
Holly recruited a friend for moral support. Holly wasn’t sure about the morality, but could really use the support.
Soon Holly was back in a dressing room with an ever-growing pile of ill-fitting jeans.
*Hold me*
Just about the time Holly was about to slip into her pre-existing Post-Traumatic Jean Shopping Syndrome, the sales clerk asked her to try on one more pair.
Holly tried on the jeans.
Holly was puzzled.
Something was different.
Very different.
The jeans fit.
*cue the angel choir*
Where did you find these jeans that fit so perfectly?
The men’s department.
Yep.
In jean-shopping-life Holly is a boy.
That was a great way to start the day (the cartoon, not jean shopping) I really enjoy your blog, this is the first hand drawn one I have seen, I guesss I need to visit your archives. Thanks for the laughs.
Yay for pictures! And yay for men’s jeans! Although that drawing of the hourglass looks mildly obscene.
I have never heard of such a thing but I’m going to try it!!! Also, I really think you have a career as an illustrator in your future. ๐
The singing angels were classic!
Until I had kids I always wore men’s jeans. When I was a teen they always fit me better than women’s.
I wish that were still true!
I love your singing angels. I think I need that graphic for my blog for the times my children AREN’T beating each other about the head and shoulders.
That’s it…back to men’s jeans it is! They’re usually less pricey, too. ๐ I’m just glad Holly got jeans!
Hahahahah!
I just had a flash of you sitting at the kitchen table with your markers and Blog Stedman rolling his eyes…
Also, I fear Manic Mommy’s jean-shopping life is in maternity.
HAHA hilarious! I have to say, I worked at GAP for 4 years in college,and the Mens Jeans (boot cut baby) wall was always a godsend for crying fitting room women, always. There was a lot of hugging going on back in the fittingrooms.
You know there has to be a book entitled, “Holly’s Animated Life”. You are working on it, aren’t you?
I always love you hand drawn drawn pictorals, but you missed the square of “cross dressing Holly”.