1) Putting on the jeans I wore in ninth grade and finding that not just one, but every single pair were way to big on me now - nearly ten years later. Not just jeans of the same size or same style, but the jeans I was wearing as a high school freshman - and they're not just a little baggy here or there; they looked completely ridiculous on me, even with fuller hips now than I had then.
2) Putting on the jeans I wore all the time when I was dating my ex-boyfriend two years ago and finding they - literally - fell to the floor after four steps. I cannot even begin to describe the wicked sense of happiness I felt in that moment, thinking about how his jaw would hit the floor if he were to see me now, after all that time only ever receiving an appearance-based compliment from him if he'd been drinking.
3) Putting on the jeans I wore on my first date with my current boyfriend and finding I could fit an entire shopping list's worth of groceries for Thanksgiving dinner in them with me - especially considering when I wore them that day eight months ago, I had to spend the whole morning stomping around my house like Godzilla, with these huge, lung-like steps, to break them in enough that I wouldn't have a muffin top through the entire night.