In Forever…

First pair of jeans in ages.

Boot cut, wider from the knee down than the version from 20 years ago, around when I last had that kind.

Roomy and comfortable, and very … well, cool.

My new body at this late age is surprising. It isn’t like anything I ever thought I would have, or desired to have, as a person trying to be appreciated for her mind, and not zinging everyone in the eye as a sexual object. It has become even more noticeable in a feminine way than before. Inescapably so.

But like my old body, it continues to be out of fashion in a culture whose idea of femininity is dictated by profit based on lazy, cookie-cutter fittings and a misogynistic ideal.

I will invent my way out of this. I DON’T accept this.

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