We interrupt this self-imposed, life-is-damn-busy-and-hard blogging break to bring you an item of frivolity. (You can scroll down to the bottom of the post for a tiny update on my going-abouts.) Once again, I am waaayyyyy late to a fashion trend. I remember borrowing J's jeans a few times when I was pregnant, when none of my regular jeans would fit and I didn't think my still-expanding belly yet warranted maternity jeans. I didn't like the look too much at the time, so I eschewed the boyfriend jeans mania when it started to become popular a couple of years ago. Thinking back, I hated my pregnant body (both times) and I didn't like the way anything looked on me back then, so I probably didn't give boyfriend jeans a proper...