Men’s Levi 501 bootcuts were my jeans throughout the 60s and 70s. I used to steal them from my boyfriends after they had been broken in from ranch work. The occasional Wrangler snuck into my wardrobe that way, but NEVER a Lee!
In the 80s I tried Calvins and Glorias, but the fit was always too curvy for my shape so back I went to my 501s, except, by that time, I was living in a houseful of males who refused to let me raid their closets. I broke in my 501s by laundering, bleaching, and assorted other torturing. The entire Jordache bling and designer jeans trends left me cold.
In the late 80s and early 90s, I switched to the 100% cotton, traditional straight-legged Gap jeans so as to eliminate the break-in period. The stretch infection of the late 90s and early 00s dismayed me—I hated those jeans with a passion. Fortunately, by that time, my son was into Japanese denim which he thoughtfully handed down to me whenever he wanted a new pair.
My “poisoned eye” for stretchy denim jeans got even worse when artificially distressed, skinny jeans with strange washes flooded the market so I hung on to my old jeans with a passion. Fortunately that Japanese denim wears like iron.
It was only last few years that I have finally succumbed to wearing jeans with spandex, but, to me, they aren’t REAL jeans because they fit too much like a legging or yoga pant. My passion for a well-broken-in, men’s, straight-leg, Levi 501 has endured for over half a century and I doubt it will ever fade.