I’ve got jeans that have lasted longer than most of my relationships. When I think of love I think of denim. That feeling when I walk in the door after a long days work and Iay my eyes on there soft cotton threads. I’ve outgrown and worn through some relationships with what feels like ease. But denim, denim is never hard to commit to and only seem to get better with wear.
Denim you always know just how to hold me – Low around my on my hips and not too tight. What I love about you is how you always move with me. Through vegan phases, crossfit squats you always accept me exactly as I am. You comprise, give a little…We always seem to make it work you and I.
Denim you and I have had some times haven’t we?! From laundry mats to chic in home stackables. We’ve really matured together. We’ve wandered to corners of the globe together…Remember that time we got a little sand in our seems on that secluded beach on the Riviera. 😉
Like all things worth it. It hasn’t always been easy. There have been moments I worried about us. I’ll admit I felt I needed something more than your relaxed ways. But just when I thought we were through. You go and re-invent yourself with a bold new cut taking our love to a whole new season. Leaving not only my knees but heart exposed.
If loving you is wrong. Well I don’t want to be right.
Denim I love you. Every. Sturdy. Cotton. thread. ‘Indego’ something else? I’m going to love you until the end of time.