Heaven's Mind Book Series

If These Jeans Could Talk???

Are you like me?

I mean do you have those one favorite pair of jeans that fit every curve of your body, just right?

The jeans you had for a few years or maybe even as long as ten years!

Those perfect jeans that seem to fit after you have gained or lost 5 to 10 pounds.

The jeans that capture everyone’s attention when you walk into a room, a club, or even at work on casual Fridays.

Now, do you know the jeans IAM talking about?

Yes, those jeans.

Well, I have a pair of those jeans. Actually, they have evolved over time just like I have. And, no matter what is going on with or in my body, I always seem to have in my possession that one pair of jeans that seem to correspond with every mood and every occasion of my life and especially when nothing else seems to work!

Over the years that favorite pair of jeans may have been Levi’s, Calvin Klein, Sassoon, Gloria Vanderbilt, Jordache, Yves Saint Laurent, Guess, Gap or even Lee and Wrangler; for the Ol' Skoolers. Nu Skoolers have Tru Religion, Apple Bottoms, Baby Phat, Diesel, Lucky Brand, Seven, Lucky, G-Star Raw, and Pepe.

Today, they may have a bit of Lycra, spandex, or some other form of stretch; they may even be called “Jeggings”.

Now, those jeans may be straight leg, tight leg, or boot cut; low riders, high-waist, boyfriend cut; cut-up, ripped-up, torn-up; damn near shredded up, faded, bleached, stonewashed, prewashed, ready-to-fade, like Burger King they come made your way!

No matter the brand, style, or the color, it, was and will always be about the “FIT”!

How they felt and how they make you feel.

How you walked and moved in them as well as the ease of getting out of them.

How you feel after eating in them, no need to un-belt and unbuckle them, because those jeans know you and you know them.

They relax when you relax, and they perk up when you do.

And, they love when you accent them with the perfect top, belt, and shoes.

They get excited when you allow them to be the center of attraction. You know, those days when you break out the iron and padded ironing board, a bottle of water, and a can of spray starch; Faultless or my favorite, Niagara!

Remember how you ironed them so often, they developed a permanent white crease down the middle; so much so, they could almost stand up on their own? (The fellas know what IAM talking about – yeah, those jeans!)

Or maybe, they were the jeans that were so laid back, they look better un-ironed and un-belted, dropping sexily around your lower waist kissing your hips, just enough to let that backbone slip; Worn with an alluring white tee shirt or black tank top, hell it didn’t matter what you paired them with, the look was always HOTT!

Then came winter when you combined them with the infamous black turtleneck. Be it cotton, cotton-blend, or a wool sweater; long sleeves, tall riding boots, black leather bomber jacket, and you had it going on. But it was all about those jeans and the way you felt when you pulled them on!

Ok, so now you that know the jeans IAM talking about; what if they could talk?

What if they could tell you about all the places they have gone and the many things they have seen, whether from the floor or thru a window screen.

What if those jeans could talk?

What if they told you, someone else had them on? Would you feel betrayed?

What if they said, we don’t want to be worn today, you are about to do something we don’t want to be involved in?

What if they told you they don’t like the company you keep or the places you go?

What if your favorite jeans, yelled at you when you stuffed your pockets or made the belt too tight?

What if those jeans said they don’t like the dark or going out at night?

How about if they screamed when you used them as a drying cloth instead of using the hand dryer or a paper towel?

What if they shrunk on purpose, because you washed them in hot water or dried them too long?

How would you feel if your favorite jeans cursed you when you allowed ketchup, oil, or syrup to drip on them and just rubbed it in instead wiping it off?

Oh, what about pulling them down around your legs instead of taking them off when you were about to get busy. Forcing them to move in ways they were not designed to move. Subjecting them to the torture of wrinkles and body fluids, and unimaginable sounds never to be endured by you’re a pair of jeans!

What if our favorite jeans could talk?

Would they tell you what the other jeans are saying about you?

Would they tell you that the other jeans don’t like you anymore? You know the ones that don’t get worn as often, that cost’s more money, that are name brand, and have the best detailing on the pockets?

Would your favorite jeans ever betray your trust?

What if those favorite jeans could talk?

Would they tell your husband/wife or boyfriend/girlfriend, where you were last night?

Would they reveal who you were with and what you did?

Would your pockets unleash your deepest darkest secrets? Or did those numbers get washed in the laundry instead?

Or, are your pockets planning a revolt, because you never seem to use them anymore? Even though they are big enough to accommodate your wallet and your phone, that use now goes unnoticed. Instead, you carry a phone case that has room for your identification and even a credit card; or, you use your phone to conduct all your financial transactions now. Why even bother with pockets, because you now give your spare change to the charity jar on the counter or throw into the “no purpose” space in your car’s center console.

Have you ever thought about what you would do, if your jeans could talk?

Would you take better care of them, knowing how they feel?

Would you ensure to utilize every feature of your jeans to the fullest extent of their purpose?

Would you limit the number of jeans you purchase, and would you be mindful about the number of times you wore them between washes and wearing other jeans?

Would you listen to the fabric of your jeans to guide how you wear them, where you wear them to, and how you wear them?

IAM just wondering, what I would do if my jeans could talk.

After writing and reading this article, I have concluded all is Energy.

Yes, including my jeans and my genes.

And it is because of this realization, that I acknowledge that my jeans are an extension of me. They reflect my personality, my taste, my mood, my plan for the day, my goals for the evening, and my journey throughout this thing we call life. I love my jeans as much as I love any other form of matter. For they are no more immaterial than IAM material.

If my jeans could talk, they would say that they enjoy the life they share with this risk-taking Spirit driving around in the vehicle known as CeleXy. They would say, that they consider it an honor to wrap themselves around my waist and my thighs as they experience the world thru beautiful brown eyes!

After-all, who else would ever even consider writing a blog about jeans…. TALKING?!!

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