A job for Brunhilda...
If you thought my stretchy (and favorite) jeans were in bad shape, check out my laundry-day jeans! These jeans are so ancient! They're the first pair I got after going several years sans denim in college. (Levi's stopped making boy cut, my favorite style. I couldn't find anything else that I liked for the longest time, so I just didn't wear jeans. I was an American without blue jeans, how bizarre!)
Hmmm, looks like I should wear different pants next time I do laundry; these are getting kind of dirty. Must have worn them on a rainy day. I learned that Safeway bags are not optimal bike seat covers for rainy days. Nope. The paint from their logo likes to rub off, apparently. (I guess they get a little excited about being sat upon.) Now I have lovely red and black streaks on my heiny. Swell. (And incidentally... biking doesn't exactly do wonders for the ever-larger hole in the butt.)
Labels: my butt