An ill-fitting pair of jeans is the last thing a woman wants to be seen in. After jibes from well-meaning friends, Monica S Gatphoh goes brand hopping in the city, with disastrous results. Read on...
I know it’s sale season and some of my favourite brands are offering huge discounts. But this one time, I want a pair of jeans that fit, well, wickedly. Not that I want parts of me bursting at the seams. I want that vamp-but-still-decent-look.
I go to the neighbourhood Levi’s, pick a couple of jeans and get into the changing room only to emerge baffled. The waist size is alright, but whatever happened to the er... behind?