Another year gone..an extra minute on the naughty step..

And it was decided that the ideal present from hubbie would be a pair of knock-out jeans..boyfriend style..but even after heading to the Denim Factory at Selfridges yesterday..I don’t seem to be able to find the perfect pair.. Except perhaps in the dark recess of  my memories…these jeans were the uniform of my school years – well-worn, ripped, loose, belted, rolled legged, soft, easy, faded MENS (very important) 501 Levi’s, teamed with ballet pumps, fishnets (!), a white t-shirt and either a battered leather jacket or a blazer…

So all the jeans I tried on..the Hudson’s, the Rag and Bone’s, the Paige’s?..the truth is they were all really just trying to mimic that original, iconic, laconic style…so…why not go straight to the source..?

The husband is taking me away for the weekend..to Brighton..the beating heartland of vintage…and guess what I’ll be looking for? Wish me luck!

Laters, Kate x