It is not just a question of jeans

The hystory of jeans or Blue Jeans is known to most people (short detour for the uninitiated, the name derives from the mangled term “blue of Genoa”, then forgotten back to the fore at the end of the 19th century with the Levi’s Strauss patent) .

But this isn’t just about a pair of jeans.

It is a pair of trousers that we all use today, who among us does not have a pair of jeans? or does he not have a pair at home, or has he never worn one?

Here I belong to the category of those people who live with jeans. I always wear them, in summer, in winter, rain or wind, cold or heat.

And I’m loyal to Diesel. After years in which I have tried many brands and all models, I now only buy a diesel model. And after trying various models over the years, I have now selected one (I don’t even remember the name9. Mind you, the model is the same, but I have different types of washing, different textures of the fabric. a little more worn, the ones with a bit of tears, the heavier ones.

And I’ve always worn them with heels, in boots, with sneakers, with a jacket and with a sweatshirt. It’s my style.

So why is it just a question of jeans?

This is where the disease comes into play. The jeans have always accompanied me in the hospitalizations, in the visits, in the exams that I did. But this was no longer the case since June. The cortisone, being swollen and fattened, the therapy that bothered my skin made me leave my jeans, pretty folded in the closet.

Nothing, they did not enter. I’ve tried so many times to wear them, over the last few months, but I couldn’t manage it … and then you cry, and I got angry for being sick, for not being able to even put on a pair of simple jeans anymore.

By now I had given up. Then today, having to go and see a friend of mine, I think … “Well, I haven’t worn them for a long time, I have lost some weight, let’s see what happens”. And so I took a couple at random and put it on.

They entered me! and then, laughing and crying, I tried them all too, thinking that maybe it could be an illusion, or a particular, more elastic wash. No … they all went in! I can wear them, I can put my jeans back on, go back to being me, to my style.

Since I was happy, I also made the video call to her husband. It’s been 8 months. I wore it again.

It’s not just a question of jeans.