Yesterday I found a pair of jeans when I was clothes shopping with my girlfriend that I liked alot.
They were the colour I was looking for, they were reasonably priced and seemingly the perfect buy at the time.
There was just one problem though. They were a bit loose, and there were no smaller alternatives.
Atleast not in a "mens size".
My whole world came crumbling down around me, sure I have my health, friends and a loving family but my life would have no meaning if I didn't own these jeans.
Owning these pants was what I was put on this earth to do.
After some light persuasion from my girlfriend and the annoyingly pushy retail assisstant, I tried on a pair of the ladies jeans that would give me the tighter fitting comfort the mens pair couldn't provide.
I felt a bit gay at the time, but my mind was put at ease when the lady told me the boys and girls jeans in this particular style looked exactly the same, but were just sized differently and heaps of other blokes were doing the same thing.
That was good enough for me.
At that very moment I fell back in love with my girlfriend and the urge to dance on a table while I listened to a Ricky Martin CD slowly faded.
I realised wearing girls clothes wouldn't make me gay. Kissing other men would make me gay, and I hadn't been doing that so there was no problem.
I brought the pants and now I intend to wear them quite often, even though we're coming in to summer and on most days it will be shorts weather.
In celebration of this story, I decided to jazz up this post by adding a video to it that celebrates the love i feel for my new jeans.. and girlfriend.
I encourage you all to watch... And dance.
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