SHREDDED JEANS. ACNE.
New season, new look. Oh no wait, I already had these jeans last season… And the season before that season. So okay, vintage look? Eh?! My most precious blue jeans, meaning: most expensive, most awesome, special memories jeans. A denimance (agreed, I've become a it's-not-really-working-but-eh-let's-go-for-it-word-nerd).
Every beginning of spring I dig deep to find these beloved pipes and recover our close relationship. This year was kicked off with a rendezvous between something old, something new,
something borrowed and something blue. Chanels and blue jeans, a perfect marriage.
PHOTOS TAKEN BY A DEAR FRIEND
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