But My Ankles Look Slim.
Last month when I spent the day in New York City, I found that my beloved boot-cut jeans were out of fashion, and everyone was wearing skinny jeans tucked into boots (“Country Mouse“).
I always buy Christmas presents for myself. And guess what? I always seem to pick out just the perfect gift for me. It’s uncanny.
So I bought some slim jeans at the after-Christmas sale. (And not only does giftee-me love the presents I buy me; I’m also very understanding if giver-me is a little late. What a perfect relationship.) I opted for the slim-cut rather than the all-out skinny, since it seems that skin-tight denim on sixty-year-old thighs doesn’t necessary play as well as in the drawing above.
On to the boots. It appears that after Christmas is not a good time to get boots on sale. There wasn’t much to choose from. Nothing that looked like my fantasy boot. Well, actually there were some, but not in my size. Well, actually there were some in my size, but my size had somehow changed.
I couldn’t get these boots on. My mother always complains that she can’t get boots wide enough for her calves. And in these, my mature years, I can’t either. None of the tall boots would zip up. I needed another inch of width.
Then I found a pair. They weren’t exactly what I was looking for – they were a little dark and a little biker – but amazingly they fit.
They were European boots, therefore inscrutable in size. They were size 42. What the heck does that mean? It can’t be centimeters because it would translate to more than 16 inches. I’m not a tiny lady, but I’m not Shaquille O’Neal either.
But they fit. They were amazingly comfortable. I bought them.
And here’s me in my new outfit.
Not exactly like my fantasy image, but I can live with it. And of course I would look a lot taller and slimmer if I could have held the camera phone at knee level and shot upwards. But my arms aren’t long enough.
I did, however, get curious about size 42. So I looked it up. It’s a size 10 – 10 1/2. I wear an EIGHT.
No wonder they zip up and fit so comfortably. No wonder I have so much toe room. They are two sizes too big.
I’m looking at the bright side though. I have a lot of stability with so much surface contact with the pavement. I can’t be toppled easily.
And my ankles look so slim.