Not just any skinny jeans. And not as in the style of the jeans. I mean THE skinny jeans: that pair of jeans almost all women decide to keep at some point, despite all logical and practical reasons not to. That pair that you bought when you were at you're skinniest, whatever that size was. That pair that you hope to fit into again, someday.
I have taken this subject seriously for over a decade. Perhaps because I've been working for myself for 11 years now, always in artistic fields. I'm talking about the idea of "giving free work". This issue seems dominant (and frequent) in professions such as graphic design, photography, illustration, writing, handmade, music...
What the hell is my problem!?! (Great first sentence, don't you think? lol) I have been blogging for 7.5 years now, which included 2 hiatuses. I'm in the 3rd one now, as you can see. Or not see, rather. I am questioning myself a lot these days on the "why that is".
I was watching an episode of a À la di Stasio in which there was an interview with Gabrielle Hamilton of Prune, a restaurant in Manhattan. I listened with interest, without necessarily being over excited about the discussion, until she talked about being small (30 places in her very popular restaurant), and staying small. By choice.