Thursday, October 31, 2002
Yesterday, I was in Brent Cross (shopping centre), seeking out bloke-stylee car magazines for a job I'm doing, and I was drawn to Wallis - my favourite shop. So there I was, hungrily devouring the textures and colours, when I happened across a fabulous pair of black, slightly stretchy, hipster velvet jeans. With - black, of course - embroidery round the bottom of the legs. And I'm thinking to myself "these are sooo me. I have to have them." As I pick up two pairs (one the size I am and one the size I'd like to be, just to see what happens), to try them on, I realise something. I am already wearing these jeans. Least I'm consistent, though.
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