Jean Machine Fashion Reporter Contest!

Hi, friends!

I know, I know, I've been slacking off and neglecting my blog and that's totally not cool. But, as I hope you've seen, I've very recently started my own Youtube Channel and I've been working really hard on that - plus I've been working myself to the bone to save up enough money for Spain - so I hope you can understand!

Today, I entered a Fashion Reporter Search Contest held by Jean Machine, which is an ultrahip jean emporium here in Canada. It's a store I've loved since I was probably too young to be shopping there - they literally have jeans to fit and flatter every shape out there.

My very first pair of Jean Machine jeans were black, bootcut Silver Jeans. My goodness, they were so beautiful, and I was so sad when I grew out of them. I wore them so much that the denim became buttery soft! I especially loved them because they made me look about 10lbs. lighter than I really was.

A decade later, I still look for the same things in jeans - flattering fit, fashionable cut and comfort. That's how I'd describe my current favourite jeans (pictured left, my contest entry), even though they're totally different from that first pair I bought.

My current favourites are dark wash skinny jeans with a low (but not obscenely low) rise, and a seam detail at the bottom front of the legs. I feel like Superwoman in them - I feel invincible! As well I should, since these were my initial targets when I first started doing the being healthy and losing weight thing, 30lbs. ago.

Go check out the Jean Machine Facebook Fan Page, have a look at my entry and wish me luck, okay?

XOXOXO

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For those of you who don't know, homegirl's been hustlin' at two jobs lately, for the sake of the aforementioned dream. I teach French to business professionals in downtown Toronto and I also host at a restaurant. The latter has been quite an eye-opener.

I've learned that there's a TON of swearing that goes on in the back of a restaurant that diners aren't privy to hearing. A polished, courteous, professional server can turn into an angry sailor when he believes he's out of earshot of guests and bosses, machine-gunning F-bombs like his life depends on it, calling (often deserving, to be fair) customers any combination of swear words you can possibly think of, etc. etc. etc.

During one shift, a manager who likes to call me "China" proudly proclaimed to me that he can even swear in Chinese. I asked him not to demonstrate, because swearing in Chinese is particularly vulgar. In Chinese, not only do you graphically and rudely describe people and wish them awful things, but it goes a step further into wishing terrible fates for people's families and ten generations besides. When I'm angry at someone, it's between the two of us, usually, so I won't go there. But I digress.

The thing is, I'm not against swearing, in principle. I have my sailor moments. But I was told at a very young age by an aunt that people mostly swear if they have poor communication skills, and I find that she's right. So it's become a point of pride. I like to think that I'm mentally dexterous enough to describe in sharp detail exactly why a person's a total zit on the ass of humanity, instead of just running to a few go-to words. A swear word is really just an utterance, a combination of letters that everyone's decided will be offensive. But using "real" words requires skill.

So the next time you're frustrated or pissed off, think about how you'd describe it. Exactly how dumb is the person you're dealing with? Exactly why? Exactly what would you like to happen to them? Real words can be quite fun. :)