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Rabbits

thinking about the girl who was abused so much by her former caretaker that she turned invisible(!), so moomin-mamma took her in + the moomins treated her with so much love and compassion that she slowly became visible again.

Philomena interview

sitting in the tags.

So ok look. The point is not the flared leg by itself. These cannot be yoga pants. These are, and you have to understand this if you are too young to have worn them, BLUE JEANS. And this was the last years before all jeans were 70% spandex.

They were denim, and they weren't bell bottoms. They hung loose from the knee in a way that would make a wizard envious. We all walked around like we were wearing hakama. And they dragged on the ground. That was important. Ragged cuffs. If your jeans weren't so long that they had ratty cuffs, they were embarrassingly short.

And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.

Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.

(often a 70-30 cotton-poly blend back then, but not stretchy; polyester isn't inherently super stretchy, we can just make it that way. But a 70-30 cotton-poly blend? That's for sturdiness. Cotton by itself will rot and get eaten up by moths, and polyester breaks easy by itself, but a decent cotton-poly blend? Amazing, long-lasting, sturdy clothing)

they lasted FOREVER. I have some of these (not JNCO brand but the knock-offs) from 1999, my freshman year of high school.

They're ratty as fuck at the bottom bc they were too long for me, and the chub run area is a little thin, but the rest of the jeans are IMMACULATE.

Despite me wearing them once or twice a week for almost the entirety of my high school career.