Thursday, April 21, 2011


Those who know me know that I've never really been one for pants. Although I can appreciate a good slack, being 5 ft nothing I've always thought pants (and jeans) were better left to those with longer legs, or more obviously, men. However with this sudden cold snap in Brisbane I've found myself more regularly reaching for my jeans (usually reserved only for when I'm wearing ridiculously tall shoes). So perhaps I've been forced into it by the weather, or maybe I just like the challenge of finding something cute to accompany my denim each day, but either way, I'm warm and I think I finally understand the jean.
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