Blue Jeans

I've lost a couple pounds in Vietnam and decided it was time I bought some new jeans rather than tightening my belt every time I want to wear pants. So on Saturday, Huyen and I went to four different clothing stores to get me some new threads. After about two minutes, something became quite obvious -- they don't make my size in Vietnam. The largest pair of pants at any store was a 34-30. Two problem with this:

Problem 1: I haven't been a 34 since I was a junior in high school. I've been a solid 35 (which few companies make) or 36 for nearly a decade.

Problem 2: Pants that are 30 length end slightly above my ankles. And well, that's not the look I'm going for.

Despite the numbers, I decided to try on a few pairs of pants anyway. Out of three pairs that I put on I was only able to get one above my thighs. Once on these pants looked like spandex. Huyen asked to see how they fit and nearly hyperventilated from laughing.

Sometimes it takes trying on jeans to be reminded that I'm a Giant who has come down the beanstalk to Vietnam.