If you want a good pair of Lucky Jeans, go to the Lucky Jeans store on the corner of Greene and Broome. They're fantastically nice and helpful.
If you are like me and don't actually want to spend $118 on a pair of pants, go to the Gap. They're having a sale on jeans! It's very exciting! I can buy three pairs of Gap jeans, allof which are actually surprisingly lovely, to every one pair of Luckies; much as I'd like to own Lucky jeans just to say I own Lucky jeans, apparently some of my mom's more frugal genes are meeting my extravagant ones in a dark alley, hitting them over the head, and then stomping on them.
Almost all of my weekend was spent sitting around the house either a) in my underwear, or b) in my new jeans. There was a brief break on Saturday afternoon to go play some D&D (also while wearing my new jeans), but otherwise I got in a fantastic block of reading-time. Robert Jordan, you better just watch your hat, because if Book 11 doesn't live up to my expectations, I'll just...I'll just...sulk a lot and then wait three more flaming years to read Book 12, you goatkissing woolhead.