However, they definitely have come a long way.
I remember my first pair. A Lee Cooper (sounds like Lauren's car now). I got it at 12 years old after years (yes, years!) of begging for them. I dont know why but the mother refused to get one for me when I was much younger. It's like...I would turn into a beast, a rebel, a crackhead if I were to put on a pair of jeans. So yeah, pre-Lee Cooper, I was always wearing skirts, culottes (ew!) and 80s inspired dresses.
Vintage fashion.
Wow.
Yip-pee.
But yeah, what would a 10-year-old know? Those shoulder pads and over the top 80s fashion. Anyway, that developed my
So yeah, when I put on my first jeans, I didnt want to take it off. And that summed up my whole tween years - stonewashed, bootcut, baggy like crazy, torn and tattered, ripped at the seams, safety-pinned at the crotch. Haha teenage years.
And now, I have 7 pairs of them in my wardrobe and I dont want to wear them.
Guess I have come full circle.
P/S: This entry is inspired by my students' articles on fashion.
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