Confession #1: I bought Jeggings.
Confession #2: I love them.
So, here’s the thing: I have fought this trend for years now, and I am just now coming around to the idea that I can (or should) participate in this one. Leggings in general get some bad press, largely because their use has been overused and downright abused by people who wear them because they’re widely available, and, nowadays, accepted by the masses. To be fair, I don’t know if they should even be classified as Jeggings: they’re not denim, but a thicker, stretch Lycra material (am I way off in my nomenclature for calling them Jeggings? Please correct me if I’m wrong…).
These are the ones I bought (the Gap calls them ‘legging jeans’), and they’ve singlehandedly renewed my faith in the Gap as a legitimate option for clothing after years of letting me down. My co-workers accused me of purchasing Pajama Jeans (“the jeans as comfortable as pajamas!”, sold via those God-awful TV commercials, and that come with a free t-shirt), and let there be no mistake about it, these things are easy to wear, fit well under boots, and, dare I say the phrase bemoaned by style pundits everywhere… these babies are comfortable.
Come Thanksgiving, there will be no need to unbutton my jeans in a fit of self-loathing for having overeaten to the point of physical discomfort. I’ve figured out that the key to wearing these is to 1) find a more structured, thick pair like these that don’t mimic hosiery and are more substantial and 2) strike a balance in proportions with the fitted, streamlined bottom half by pairing them with a more roomy, flowing top. No, I am not rail-thin (and likely never will be), but those with an average build like myself can absolutely wear this trend given the right conditions. I paired them with a silk top and scarf from Anthropologie, along with my much-loved Banana Republic brown riding boots, and, although it’s certainly not perfect, I felt comfortable in it, and that’s what counts.