So, the jeans that mysteriously made their way back to Special K's house last weekend were indeed my long lost pair of Sevens. Same cut, same pocket design, my size. But now they have faded to be about 10 shades lighter, the embroidery on the pockets is unraveling and they just have that worn, slightly pilly look that denim gets after having been around the block a few times. They're at the stage where they'd probably be my favorite pair of jeans had it actually been ME who got them to that stage.
Thank goodness SOMEBODY got a lot of use out of them over the past two years.
And I guess the upside for me is that now I have a groovy pair of painting pants. Add a beret and I will be the chicest painter in Silicon Valley!
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