I’ve often complained about the difficulty of finding a good pair of boyfriend jeans – most of the pairs labeled as “boyfriend jeans” I try on are just one tiny step above skinny in terms of fit. So, frustrated, I decide to just buy a pair of men’s jeans and be done with it. And wouldn’t you know, the fit is perfect. The waist is just high enough, the legs are not too tight or too baggy, and the pockets are nice and deep (why are pockets on women’s jeans so small?) I guess I’m just going to buy men’s jeans from now on!
My students gave me this cherry blossom brooch for International Women’s Day back in March, but I didn’t get around to wearing it until now. And wearing it reminded me of the cherry blossoms at Lake Balboa Park near my apartment in LA (not to be confused with Balboa Park in San Diego).
If there is one thing I missed about living in LA, it’s the cherry blossoms at a park near my apartment building. Every year around March, I would spend almost all of my days off there, taking photos of the clouds of pink blossoms until my camera battery died. I even remember seeing some Japanese-American families there for blossom-viewing parties. You don’t get flowers like that in Vietnam (well, we do have plum blossoms and peach blossoms here around February, but you’d have to travel to the mountain region to see them in large quantities.) Guess I’ll just have to be content with some old photos then.