When I was 16, I bought these really cool black jeans. At the time, I didn't realize there was a BIG difference between boys jeans and girls jeans. I really liked the color and the narrow boot cut, so I bought them, ...and made the mistake of not trying them on first. why should I? I already knew my size.
The next morning, I decided to wear them to school. We were all running a little late that morning, and trying to beat rush hour traffic, so I put my sweater on, threw my coat overtop, grabbed the jeans still in the bag, and just jumped into my mom's car. I knew I'd arrive at the school well before 8am before anyone else, so I could just slip into the girl's bathroom and put them on there. BIG MISTAKE!!! HUGE!!!!
I soon realized the boot cut wasn't the only "narrow" thing on those jeans. Boy's jeans are sooo slim in the hips. infact, ...there are no hips. I couldn't get the darned things on.
I was flipping out! It's one thing to hop into your mom's car without your pants on, ...but it's a completely other thing to be in school, ...or worse yet, have to sit on a bus for an hour and a half to get home to put some pants on. I was seriously flipping out. It was a very desperate situation. I had 5 girls surrounding me, all tugging on the waistband in an attempt to help me get these things past my hips. It was horrible. With the help of all my girlfriends, we finally managed to get them up, ...but I didn't dare pee all day long.