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What the heck is a jegging?

A few days ago, or perhaps it was last week, since by Thursday, all the days start blurring together, I was cruising the newsfeed on Facebook.  One of my friends (who also happens to be my cousin) posted about what color boots she should wear with her new “jeggings”.  Well, I’ll just be frank about it … I actually laughed out loud.  That was one of the funniest typos I had ever seen. Typos are the bane of my existence and it really gets to me when I do it.  My friends point out my mistakes with distressing regularity.  Then I saw replies to her post with the same word and couldn’t imagine that that many people would either be, one, making fun of her or two, making the same typo.

It’s no secret to anyone who knows me that what I know about fashion and style you could fit in a raindrop.  I wear clothes so I don’t get cold or arrested and I am fairly sure, though I won’t swear to it, that I’ve never worn jeggings.  As it turned out, I was talking to mom about it the other day and I asked her what a jegging was.  She looked at me somewhat incredulously, as though I had grown fur or something, and said they are jean leggings and rolled her eyes.  I’m not certain she rolled her eyes because she turned away from me, but I would lay odds on it.

Needless to say, I had no real clue what she was talking about, but I did recall a pair of jeans I had in high school.  I suppose you could call those jeggings.  Or maybe those stretchy jeans with the heavy duty elastic at the waist I wore 100 pounds or so ago.  Either way, I doubt I will be buying any, but if I do, I’ll put on my black (since that’s the only color I own) knee-boots with the four-inch heels, zipper and lace up fronts (because that’s the only kind I have).  After tucking the jeggings in the boots, I will then go and pick up my fashionista sister to take her somewhere nice to eat; somewhere that she’ll likely see people she knows.  Let her try to explain to them how it is that we ended up sisters.