Shoot me.
I bought them in 2006 (shameless, I am SHAMELESS!). Comfiest pair of skinny jeans you'll ever, ever find, and they looked so great on me. Looked. Until they ripped. Bloody drying machine of the campus. I knew I shouldn't use it since it cooked my chachemire white tights. The monster. But I thought my jeans could put up with it..apparently not. So now they're ripped, and I have to buy a new pair, and I don't like to buy jeans, jeans for me are like a second adaptor. You know you could really use it, but somehow anything seems to be worth the money for it more. A cappuccino, anything...Anyway, I have been pretending not to notice the ankles new era way too long for now. When showing our bellies and hoovering the floor with our flares stopped being cool I was more than happy to pass on to skinny jeans, but the ankles?
All Saint AW 2010
I don't know. Maybe I'll follow the trend and my next everlasting pair will be cropped. Hopefully I'll just fix my old ones and get a cropped pair for fancy dress lol. Or they could just befriend maxi dresses in the pile of *trends I found off hence ignored*.
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