Skinny Jeans

Hi. Steven here.

So, most of my pants are singing The Fray these days. As a result, I'm out questing for pants today in Capitol Hill. In every store, my size has shrunk. Same numbers, same waist, but very, very tight. What's the deal? Is this a commentary on the de-emphasis of solitude and personal space in our modern day? Has fashion flattened into a mirror of the voyeuristic-internet-social-site movement? Tell us what you think. I am still searching for pants.

In Jubilee news:

-Curtis and I will be finishing up the drum tracks for our new album (!) this week, and we are SO EXCITED about this CD. Already. I have laughed, cried, and even endured a short stint of graham-cracker-addiction as a result of these songs.
-We are in our new rehearsal space (The Carriage House), which rocks and is the result of many hands' hard work. We are so thankful for all the effort that has gone into this room. It is awesome.
-AND arguably most importantly, Curtis and Grace be expecting a baby this week! Harper Sparrow should be here any day now. Join us as we chomp at the bit-of-our-lives in excitement.

Just in case I was misunderstood earlier, it's totally cool if you like skinny jeans. Maybe I'm just not ready for that kind of commitment yet?