Rick has always had a thing against leggings. “They’re not real pants!” was his everyday mantra (well, not quite everyday but almost).
Then one day he started going on about jeggings (ie. jeans + leggings). I didn’t pay this much attention, as I’d never actually heard of jeggings and so assumed he was suddenly just mispronouncing leggings. Until I read this inspiring post by Jennine from eat, sleep, denim.
No muffin top!? That was all I needed to hear.
I did a quick Google search and discovered that Urban Outfitters were selling BDG jeggings for only US$19 each! So I ordered four (thank you, weak US dollar) and within two weeks, I was pulling on my first pair of jeg, jeg, jeggings!
Rick was dubious as he watched me rip open the packaging, but to his great surprise, he actually liked them once they were on (me, not him).
Jennine was spot on – they were utterly comfortable (I did buy them slightly oversized, though, so that they wouldn’t cling to me like skinny jeans) and they didn’t give me much muffin top at all. I say ‘much’ because (speaking for myself) there is no chance I would ever have no muffin top (and especially not since falling pregnant again – I know, I know, others would call it a ‘baby bump’ but trust me, there’s definitely some plain old muffin top mixed up in there).
I’ve been living in my jeggings since and even being 16 weeks pregnant, they still fit and feel just fine! I can’t even remember what I used to wear before jeggings: Santa Clause pants? Pantaloons? Who cares!
My favourite are the grey pair: I’ve had Coke spilt on them and Pete spew on them and still I can’t bring myself to putting them in the wash. When I take them off at night, I can see Rick scrutinising them with increasing unease as I carefully fold them and put them back on the shelf in my wardrobe…
So having revealed how secretly dirty and unhygienic I am (so many shameful confessions this week), let me end this post with a cheesy line that would be somewhat on par with Rick’s steady flow of cheesy ‘dad’ jokes:
Jeggings beats the pants off all other pants!
(And yes, I would say that they’re pants, not leggings. How’s that for being controversial?)