By Lynsey Eaton | Photography by Danielle Sabol
When the mom jean thing came on the scene, I didn’t need convincing to hop on board. Sure, the whole idea was that you were looking for denim reminiscent of your 3rd grade teacher’s FUPA. Hell, they were called mom jeans for goodness sake, not “every man who sets eyes on you is going to want to jump you” jeans.
Point being, I was searching for mom jeans knowing full well they weren’t supposed to actually look good. It was a style thing and I was into it.
But that was the kicker, they didn’t look good. They didn’t even look particularly stylish on me. Sure, Leandra Medine managed to don a pair and look eclectic and cool. But me? No dice.
I finally resorted to buying a pair of Re/Done Levi’s and paid the tailor some serious cash to have them completely reconfigured. And I loved them for a little while. I think the fact that I wanted to champion the trend so badly served as my driving force, even though, in the end, they weren’t perfect.
I had about given up hope on the whole mom jean thing (it just wasn’t going to happen for me and that was ok…), until Alyssa left behind a pair of DSTLD mom jeans after an editorial shoot Katie and I had here in Dallas a few weeks back (#comingsoon).
You guys. These are the perfect jeans. I am not exaggerating and this is not just another desperate attempt to jump on the mom jeans train (although, I completely understand your suspicion).
We are talking super high-waisted, lightly distressed, loose where they should be loose, tight where they should be tight denim. No tailor required. Oh, and did I mention they were under $100? I told you they were perfect.
I am running the risk of Alyssa realizing she left them here by telling you this, but these are too good to keep to myself. Besides, possession is 9/10’s of the law, right?
I am running the risk of Alyssa realizing she left them here by telling you this, but these are too good to keep to myself.