An amazing event occurred after I told the world about my near-brush with my hero retailer J.Jill in this here post. Yes, Chaos Crew, J.Jill did call. Well, actually, she emailed, but the intent was still the same to me. J.Jill wanted to be my BFF! Yeah! How do I know? Because J.Jill wanted to send me some chinos and get my thoughts on their new “super soft brushed cotton with a bit of stretch.” If that isn’t an overture, I don’t know what is? So, of course I said, “Yes.”
In my mind, my new J.Jill Boyfriend Chinos would be like those traveling pants, bonding J.Jill and I together, except much better looking than those ratty blue jeans in the movie. Maybe J.Jill was going to Paris for a few weeks and wanted me to look after her goldfish while she was gone? The pants were a thank you gesture. Yes, that’s it! J.Jill was in Paris and I got to wear her pants while she was gone.
What I loved most about my new, supercute Chinos was that they fit! You know that hopeful feeling , just before you slip on something in the dressing room? Like, please, oh, please, let these fit! Well, my concern was unfounded. Thanks to all those “Skinny Jeans” workouts, I could rock the J.Jill Boyfriend Chinos cause I’m never actually going to attempt skinny jeans. According to the garment hangtag, the Boyfriend Chinos were supposed to be “slouchy” and “roomy”, sitting “just below my waist.” I am here to tell you, all that was true, now that I have a waist again.
And I did not take them off for about a week, J.Jill. I walked the dog, did the dishes, went to grocery store, sat at my computer all day, watched a soccer game, made dinner, then walked the dog again. Still soft, slouchy, and roomy! I even kept the chinos on after 7 PM, the hour by which I am usually in my stretchy velvet pants (Yours, too, J.Jill!) . When I finally washed my J.Jill chinos, the softness deepened. I am sorry to say, J.Jill , that they have replaced my boot cut cords (Yup, yours.) as my go- to pants.
Is it the touch of Lycra? Because, honestly, J.Jill, I’d like a touch of Lycra in more areas of my life: my hair, my skin and some days, my personality. Can you work on that, now that you are back from Paris?
How do I know you are back? Because your catalog arrived yesterday and it featured an “ombre” shirt on the cover and more “ombre” inside. That’s French, right? And, as long as we’re translating, qu’est-ce que c’est “slub?”
So, here’s the deal. You may have to find another goldfish sitter, because I am not giving the Chinos back. In fact, now that I have seen the whole outfit on catalog page 23– with the Euro-sneaker, the Bucket hat (love a bucket!) and the denim vest(!!!!!!) , I may actually go buy another pair in Blue Shadow. Yes, chinos in blue.
Even though you’re not getting the pants back, I hope we can meet for coffee. Or cafe au lait, if you prefer. Text me! I’ll be the one in the bucket hat!
Your BFF, Lian