There is no better feeling than pulling on your most favourite, oversized sweatshirt. It’s like wearing a hug.
It’s one of my favourite thing to wear in the colder months.
To compensate for my top half, well let’s face it, I’m wearing leggings and I have no make up on, so let me rephrase that. To compensate for the rest of my sloppy appearance, I throw on my strappy heels and all of a sudden I’m ready to take on the world… or coffee, maybe a fabric appointment or two. Let’s not get carried away.
It’s only Tuesday and to be fair, I spend most of it sitting down.
Side note ** If you’re looking for an amazing selection of vintage Optical or Sunglasses, check out Abe and Sara online or last time I checked they were at Paddington and Bondi Markets.
You will not be disappointed.
After a fleeting thought entered my mind that I needed a new pair of jeans, this sudden flash of brilliance soon turned to obsession as I started to scour the web for the perfect pair of denim duds to add to my collection.
After a few hours of aimless searching, I decided to re-evaluated the ratio of denim currently squished into my wardrobe. After counting at least 13 pairs of jeans and not having even touched my shorts drawer, I slowly closed all my web browsers, shut the lid of my lap top and slowly backed away…
And so begins my week in denim, where I feel it only right to pay tribute to a few of my old and new favourites every day for 5 days.
Where better to start on a horrible rainy Monday, than my oldest, most faithful pair of ripped, shredded and completely falling apart TSUBI jeans. Yes that’s right, purchased while the brand was still spelt TSUBI with a silent T, before they had to change to KSUBI with a silent K.
Starting off as a pair of very regular, black skinny jeans, enter a pair of sharp scissors and a boring day at home 5 years ago and they are now completely and purposefully ripped to shreds and literally about to split at the seams. Although loved, I feel that these puppies are well and truly about to go to denim heaven to be reunited with my old wide leg Sass and Bides and my favourite pedal pushers (yes I had more than 1 pair) from the early 90’s, along with a few other gems and train wrecks along the way. I feel i’m starting to cross the line between “derelicte” and homeless.
Rest well old friend. You were truly one of my favourites.