I am also in love with this baby-soft pair of jeans I managed to rescue from Bellamy when he started tossing out my thrift store clothes. Do you know how many washes it takes to make jean material soft like butter? More than I have ever managed in my entire life, that’s how many. I rescued these from his cleaning, and I realize that they could fall apart at any moment, but they are going on my lovely ass right now, and if this is their last day on earth, I am going to revel in their comfort.
