Oh look, it's Sienna Miller, looking fabulous and comfortable in jeggings.
Jeggings (aka the bane of my existence) have been listed as a hot new fall trend. I’m not sure why, since I’ve been seeing them EVERYWHERE for at least the past year. Regardless, as nothing has caused me more grief lately than the advent of jeggings, the fact that they’re apparently not going anywhere is quite distressing.
Let’s start with the name. Jeggings. Jeggings, really? I love me a good pun, but this word makes me ashamed to speak English. Then there are the typical lack of front pockets. They do usually have back pockets, but considering how tight they are, putting anything in them just looks awkward. Leggings are, for the most part, designed without pockets for a reason.
But, perhaps, the thing I hate most about jeggings is that I simply cannot pull them off. I’m not a trend whore by any means (I’m usually at least a few months behind the latest trends, in fact), but it kills me to see girls — and the occasional waifish boy — running around in them, looking fabulous and comfortable.
