My daughter Jessica – 12 going on to 18- is brilliant at covertly finding out what my wife Isabella would like as gift, so when her birthday came around this year we were ready. It had to be “skinny jeans”.
A week before the big day Jessica, my son Nicholas and I headed to a very well known jeans retailer located at our local shopping centre. After browsing for a while we asked one of the attendants for some help.
The conversation went something like this:
“It’s my wife’s birthday next week and we’ve come to buy some “skinny” jeans. She’s a size 12″.
“OK. What colour do you want?”