I hate jeans shopping only slightly less than going to the dentist. My best friend and I are getting in the car, going to lunch and then we start on a five hour adventure to look for a cute pair of jeans that fit me. I have no idea why this task is impossible, but for the last three months I've attempted to by one pair of jeans and have failed at every single turn. If I don't find anything today I'm going to wear PJ pants for the rest of my life.