“Mom jeans” and shopping with a teen

I spent the day shopping with my fourteen year old daughter today because she has nothing to wear. Apparently she can’t find anything among all the heaps of clothing in her room. So, fine, we went to the mall….on a Saturday afternoon. It was crowded and loud and all that. We got lucky and found a great parking spot near Forever XI. My daughter went in and immediately began grabbing clothes off the racks with not a care in the world. I, on the other hand, cringed at the styles that seem to have blasted themselves here straight from 1992. Crop tops and high waisted jeans, which are now called “Mom jeans”, were everywhere. It amazed me how all the fashions that I wore as a teenager are new again. I could pick out several pieces that I had personally owned and wore proudly in the 90s. Flannels and combat boots, cropped sweaters with high waisted jeans, I wore it all. Now my daughter is shopping these styles like she’s the expert! Despite my own expertise in 90s fashion, all of my clothing suggestions were met with a polite nod and “Um-hum” while my daughter walked away. Then she disappeared into the dressing room with about 12 pieces of clothing. I could feel myself aging as I waited for what seemed like an eternity. When she came out with only two items I wondered if I should be relieved or irritated. Trying to be positive I opted for relief. About 45 minutes later we checked out of Forever XI with a stock pile of 90s fashions. All in all it was a good day. I’m half tempted to check my closet at my parents house and whip out some true fashion gems, but I think I’ll let my daughter bask in her own “modern” style for a while;). Oh, and all day I was walking around with a huge rip in the rear of my jeans. Classic!

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  1. Becky, This is the funniest story I’ve ever read. You write in a way that makes it easy to envision your every feeling and expression. MADE MY DAY. Thanks ‘Mom’

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      1. Ha! Nothing like extra ventilation, I suppose. Especially if it’s a hot summer day. 😛

        Yes, boys are much easier to shop for. Which is great, because shopping for myself is painful enough as it is. Yikes! 😛

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  2. I have two boys. Not sure how old yours is, but as they got older it became impossible to shop for them. I could never for the lie of me see what was different about my choices – except for the price tag and that oh so important and costly label 🙂

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