I am by no means a brand hohoho, but I’ve been blathering on and on about acquiring a new pair of jeans. Literally, the last time I purchased a pair were my True Religions (which oh yes, I so diligently documented – ps, take that alliteration, take that). Saturday was a nifty time downtown (can I mention that I paid a hefty $17 to park at Yonge and Bloor – I don’t think pockets can hurt more than that) with Carole, where I took the plunge. The recent welcome of jeans day at work again had me yearning for something office appropriate. After trying on Earnest Sewns, Paige, Citizens, and Joe’s Jeans, I had to settle on these bad boys. No one does it better than the classics in prem den (yeah, that’s my own acronym that I just forged).

Whimper as you will about me making such a splurge, but you know once you go there you’ll never go back. Cheerios!

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