Thank you, clothing industry, for making "boyfriend jeans." What a good call, for they turn the oftentimes distressing jeans-wearing, "can't get 'em up past my knees" experience into something comfy, relaxed, and less terrifying. Like a good boyfriend!
But if I actually wore my boyfriend's - my husband's - jeans, why, you wouldn't be able to find me for days! One of him equals two of me. Which could be good: I'm in the jeans; let me be!
Turns out they also make boyfriend t's. Roomy and soft, they're perfect for hiding your muffin top while eating muffin tops. I'll take two, please - two of your finest muffin-top-making muffin tops baking!
Yet my fondness toward all-things boyfriend dwindled the day I saw a rack of "ex-boyfriend" t-shirts. What's next, boy of the week t-shirts? Flava' of the month? Such sassy-ness. Such bitterness. And they didn't look one bit different from current boyfriend ts. Does someone at the t-shirt naming company have a yucky BF memory? I mean, who doesn't - but to name a shirt after it? I'm confused.
Oh I know, I'm making something out of nothing here. Maybe nothing was meant by it. But the whole idea just seems to chip away - if only a little - at the loveliness of womanhood. I like a lovely woman. I want to be a lovely woman. A woman who is vibrant and courageous, nurturing and relational, smart and confident, adventurous and bold, spunky and zesty.
To be a woman is to be regal. We are the crown of creation. Before we existed, something wasn't right. Something was missing. What was it? Women. GIRLS. It is not good for man to be alone. (Genesis 2:18) Creation was already good, but not all the way good. God had a plan to make it gooder! And in enters the ladies.
Author Stasi Eldredge wrote this about women: "She is not an afterthought...She is God's final touch, his pièce de résistance. She fills a place in this world no one else can fill. Step to a window, ladies, if you can. Better still, find someplace with a view. Look out across the earth and say to yourselves. The whole vast world is incomplete without me. Creation reached its zenith in me.'"
(Would it be obnoxious to shout out "GIRL POWER" right about now?)
But after being reminded of where I fit into the order of creation, it just doesn't feel right to take the (much easier) sassy and bitter route all the time. (Okay, maybe some of the time.) Besides, what woman doesn't want to work on being a more comfy, relaxed, and less terrifying she? Kind of like, well, a good girlfriend!