My calves feel like they're being given a hug...

I have never, repeat never, liked skinny jeans. They looked weird and felt even weirder. I now feel like a sell-out because I bought a pair this weekend - and what's worse is that I am in love with them. I wish I could wear them every day! Now you're probably asking what possessed me to buy skinny jeans? To impress a guy, of course...

Friday night I went out to a bar called Bricks in Mesa. It was a really good time - made better by the fact that one of the co-owners (an ex-NFL player) was flirting with me all night. He really liked that I knew both football and hockey and was even more excited to learn we are both originally from DC. Cut to us leaving the bar and he's making us promise to come back for the game on Sunday. I, in my shopaholic wisdom, couldn't think of anything I already own to wear so I went shopping on Saturday.

When I tried the jeans on (by mistake - didn't know they were skinny jeans when I picked them up), I saw at least 3 outfits in my head (all of which needed boots which I never found, another story/rant for another time). So I bought them. Then Sunday, since I couldn't decide which I wanted to wear and don't trust mirrors, made my Dad photograph all 3:

 

I went with option 3: Torrid cardigan, Ann Taylor Loft silk blouse, Target skinny jeans and tan suede TJ Maxx boots. What do you guys think? Was it the right choice?

Anywho - the guy turns out to be married with 2/3 kids! It remains to be seen if he's separated or not but I really don't care - not the guy for me so I will not waste anymore time/money on cute outfits for him to stare at :) Forgot to take a picture this morning, but trust me when I say it was nothing special.