I literally live in jeans. They’re comfortable, their easy and they don’t require an awful lot of effort on my part. They’re also so flattering, so damn flattering. I don’t have to shave my legs, I can tuck my tummy fat after a big meal into the waistband and they pretty much go with everything that I own. But anyone who is in London right now will know that it’s basically way too hot for jeans right now. Like, way too hot. So it’s time to brave the skirt.
That in itself though is a faff. It’s early days of the summer so I am yet to get a tan, I totally can’t be arsed to shave my legs every day (not least of all because I don’t know where my epilator is and I have lost my razor), I bruise so easily so my knees always look a bit blue and yellow and my toenails are always fairly minging.
But what’s a girl to do? Melt in jeans? Or find a way to make the skirt work? For me at least, it’s got to be the latter.
Easier said than done though right? Getting your legs out. I don’t know about you guys but, as a nineties baby, the skirts that existed when I was a teenager were those grim as hell body-con ones that rode up every time I moved. Looking back at photos now I cringe at how short they were and how daft they made me look. So now I’m having to find a way of looking cool AND feeling comfortable in ‘grown-up’ skirts.
Well I think I’m getting the hang of it. Now the body-con stage of my life is behind me I’m able to look at what else is out there and slightly fall in love with all of the options. Pairing them with a top that isn’t a vest and shoes that aren’t flip-flops are great ways of smartening them up and wearing ones that I’m truly comfortable in have made it a whole load easier.
And by that I sort of mean, ones that don’t show my arse to the world and that I don’t have to pull down every other step.
So how do you do it? How do you get comfortable enough to start rocking the skirt?
Well there are a few things at play. First things first you need to work out WHY you want to wear one. For most people the answer is the same: because it’s too hot or not to. So once that has been decided, you know, that to save ourselves from melting we gotta do it, let’s work out what’s scaring us…
Well for most of us it’s the fear of getting our legs out. For some reason, our legs are something that we get so self-conscious about. In photos they are airbrushed to hell and most of us channel Bridget Jones when it comes to feeling like our legs only come up to here!
But I’m going to let you in on a secret, you are l.i.t.t.e.r.a.l.l.y the only person that notices them. Bit stubbly? No one notices. Bruised? No one notices. Pale? No one notices.
When was the last time you noticed somebody else legs? Try to remember. Was it today? It wasn’t for me. Or yesterday. Or the day before that. Other people’s legs are not only not in my line of vision (unless they are SO tall) they’re also not my problem. Much like a spot is much worse in your own head, so are your legs.
I promise you, no one cares. I promise you.
It’s not just body cons and mini skirts anymore, maxi skirts are ah-mazing. Midi skirts look weird as hell on me but look fabulous on some people. Classic black ones can be smart as hell, denim is so fun.
Sure, the risk of chafing is there in a big way, but at least the risk of melting is down to a bare minimum!