Ode to the LEIs

Written September 4, 2006

Are you one of those people who have been fortunate enough to find "Your Jeans?" You know, the jeans that fit your butt like they were sewn on, but still allow you to breathe and sit. You don't have to lie down to button them and they are worn in from day one. I once had such a pair of jeans. They were my faded LEI jeans and I acquired them in the 10th grade. I had my jeans from then until August 2004... that's right, my LEIs were faithful for over 8 years! They were the kind of jeans that made wives slap their husbands as I passed and incurred numerous marriage proposals on the first date-- Okay, so that last stuff was stretched a bit, but they were hot. I have a guy friend (straight) who remembers exactly what I was wearing down to the namebrand the first time he ever saw me. Most men can't close their eyes and tell you what color their current shirt is, much less what a woman was wearing the first time he saw her. THAT WAS THE POWER OF THE LEIS. Anyway, the pockets ripped right off of them one day, and now I spend my days praying that somewhere, someday I might have the pleasure of finding replacements. So far, no luck. I would like to take a moment of silence to remember my jeans of the past.
R.I.P my sweet LEI Jeans