Something old, something new...

Yesterday I picked up these jeans to put them on, and realized that they had finally, irretrievably, come to the end of a very full life.

I bought them at a little boutique in Florence with Ellen in the summer of 2002; I think they were €9. I'd only packed a backpack for the summer and had very few clothes, all of them American. (Ter brought more of my clothes when she came to visit that September.) These jeans were part of my largely unsuccessful campaign to look more Italian.

Because they were so tight they earned the nickname The Italian Denim Leggings, and I used to be a bit shy to wear them back in the States. At some point that wore off, however (more likely because I was short on clothes than because skinny jeans came into fashion, which is a relatively recent trend here!) and they became some of my favorite weekend wear. They have served me well, but I think they're now a bit... breezy... for further use.

In other clothes news, my sister snagged this shirt for me at one of her favorite coffee shops and gave it to me while we were together a few weeks ago. I did wear it today, but it was so cold that I kept my fleece zipped all day and didn't get to show it off. Maybe I'll be better able to advertise when I'm in California (twenty-four days from now!).