The first time I tried on a pair of high rise jeans I was skeptical. In the sea of low rise denim that we’d been floating through since the early 2000’s, any fly that zipped up past 8 inches seemed so unreasonable, so impossibly counter-trend that only fashion girls could pull it off.
In my mind, high rise jeans couldn’t possibly be comfortable. How was I supposed to sit? How would my butt look? Would they exaggerate my already short torso making me look like I was willingly subjecting myself to an all-day wedgie?
High rise jeans have front rises between 9 and 11 inches… 11+ being super high. With more and more of these styles making an appearance, I knew I had to at least give them a try.
Skepticism hung in the air around me right up until the moment I pulled a pair of DL1961 Margaux skinnies up over my booty and zipped them to completion just under my belly button. At 9.5 inches, they were the highest rise I’d ever dared to try.