A Minor Rant of Jean Shopping

Jeans shopping... I have yet to meet a woman who enjoys this task.  Don't get me wrong, I enjoy shopping... just not for jeans (or any pant for that matter).  It's been 2 years since I bought jeans.  Did I mention I don't like shopping for them.  Alas, denial was futile.  My jeans have holes and are on their final stretch so my loving husband braved the storm to drive take me to the mall in San Jose. 

I managed to find some jeans that seemed to fit well but then it happened.  I would turn around to inspect the back.  Yes I would have the realization that I really could afford more time working out but that wasn't the problem... well, yes it is a problem but not the subject of this rant.  I think we need review with the designers basic human anatomy... the thigh and the tush are not the same body part.  While I recognize that for some people the difference can be hard to discern, there is a difference.  SO can someone please tell me why the bottom of the pocket on the back was on my thigh?!? 

I kept running into this problem.  While in one store the sales clerk, nice older woman, asked me how the clothes were working out.  "Um, okay I guess but I have a question.  Why is the pocket on my thigh?  I've already got plenty of tushy, I really don't need it being elongated and made to look even larger!  Why don't they just move the pocket up 2 inches??"  Oh yes, she got more that she expected.  I was quite polite about it but 1.) she asked and 2.) if I have to suffer through this, the store is going to hear my thoughts.

I spent the rest of the day checking out other ladies jeans and have resigned myself to this just being the style for now but SERIOUSLY?!?  I gave up and bought the cheaper of the less flattering jeans.  There were no tears or melt downs and only a minor chocolate indulgence afterwards. 

Have I mentioned that our elliptical trainer can't come soon enough???