so for the first time ever, my seventeen-year-old niece told me what i was wearing was nice. the piece of clothing? distressed jeans... yup, holey, stonewashed denims! something i received as a gift fifteen years ago! (ahahaha... i do have and still wear decades-old clothes...)
i've worn gowns and dresses and good tops and formal pants and it's this shabby-looking denim that gets complimented...
beauty, indeed, is in the eye of the beholder... \m/
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