Whilst laying in bed thinking about what to wear on Sunday morning, i realised i hadn't worn a pair of jeans since...well.... i can't even remember since. So I pulled out my old faithfuls, threw on my husbands batman t-shirt, partnered it up with my favourite cowboy boots, and enjoyed a day of complete semi-stylish comfort. I don't think I will ever love another pair of jeans as much as i love these, they are ripped and faded and loosing their elasticity but i will forever refuse to throw them away. Now that rip is a genuine accidental "wear and tear" rip, not a "cut it myself" kind of rip... My husband pushed me over in the middle of a car park and i fell on my knees thus resulting in a savage gash on my jeans and a savage gash on my knee (I was more upset about the damage to my jeans), of course the rip wasn't as bad as that when it first happened, it just keeps getting bigger and bigger (Note to readers - it was an accidental push, his not a wife beater i promise...or do i?). I never used to like jeans because i found them uncomfortable and restrictive, i much preferred to frolic around in little dresses with all the freedom in the world, but then i found these jeans and my life changed. You know that feeling of finding that perfect pair of jeans that whilst making your legs look fantastic and give you the perfect ass, are also comfy as hell?
Needless to say, it was fantastic day!
