If you follow me on pinterest you will know that denim is my fallback. To me it has an almost magical quality, it always makes my shoes and butt look better, the more distressed the denim the more powerful I feel, and it always whispers gently in my ear “you are cool who cares what they think”.
Most people would be horrified at my huge collection of jeans but I am equally horrified by people who don't own a single pair (what were they raised by wolves?!?!). Denim I think you are my Prozac.
