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What's the Story Behind Your Fave Pair of Jeans?

Discussion in 'threads and dreads' started by Idris2002, Oct 18, 2017.

  1. Idris2002

    Idris2002 A kick up the Arás

    I tend to go through jeans at a fairly rapid pace. Being a fat bastard with odd shaped legs, the chafing of the thighs leads to hole in peculiar places (too much information I know).

    I was wondering though, if any of you lot have an old favourite pair of jeans, and if so, what the story behind these denim survivors might be.

    So, over to you jeans-wearers of urban.
     
  2. krtek a houby

    krtek a houby The end is meh

    My jeans always seemed to go at the knees; that doesn't happen anymore but the back pockets wear out, for some reason
     
  3. Idris2002

    Idris2002 A kick up the Arás

    Cool story bro.
     
  4. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving

    My favourite pair of jeans is a pair I've not been able to wear for twenty years but I still have them.

    They were a cheap pair bought in the early eighties for me by my horrible stepmother who worked hard to make me look stupid and ugly. They were actually flares so I immediately made them into skinny legs by turning them inside out and stitching up the seams. Then the ankle hems were too tight so I cut them off and had frays. By sheer good luck, the hip bit was low slung and good looking, so I ended up with a great pair of jeans.

    At some point I did that sploshing-bleach-over-them thing, laying next them in the bath and splashing bleach over them like Jackson Pollock.

    I wore them almost every day, and they took me to a lot of gigs, including one at the 100 Club where I ended up hanging out with the door bloke on that round table at the bottom of the stairs, and Wattie from The Exploited signed his name up the side of my leg in huge magic marker. And then everyone else did the same, so I ended up with my legs signed by loads of punk semi- celebrities.

    The bleached bits started going through and I patched them up, and then the flies went so I punched holes in the sides and used bootlaces to do them up. And I used little skull studs from Kennie Market on the sides. Soon regretted that though because it hurt on the inside, so I had to stitch in some patches to protect my skin.

    I was super skinny for a long time so I wore them into my thirties. By then they looked dead retro and vintage. And then when I got a bit plumper I loaned them out to a super-skinny young lass who used to hang around at our house, and she wore them for another ten years, after which she returned them to me.

    I've not been able to wear them since then, but I love them for all the memories.


    Another favourite pair was set of proper original Levi red tags, with the red stripe in the seam, the ones that were bought in bulk from American prisons and then piled up by size in the shops. This was the early-to-mid eighties. You'd go in and have to try every pair in your size to find the right fit because they'd been worn daily for months and months and found a certain shape already.

    I wore them to pieces. They took me right across America when I was 21, there and back on Greyhound buses and Auto-drive away. In St Louis I had the idea to sew some fringes into the outside seams, and then got funny looks everywhere I went. When I got home I'd spend at least one evening a fortnight sewing patches into them til they looked like a quilt. I couldn't bear to let them go, I loved them so much. I cut them down to shorts when the entire front of both legs was patches, and the crotch by then was all patched with multilayered muslin. In the end they had to go, there really was nothing left of them by the back pockets.

    I had another favourite pair that I bought from TopShop. Loads and loads of rock and roll adventures in those. For the longest time, whatever clobber I bought was chosen to go with those jeans.

    My current favourite pair of jeans is from Ben Sherman, about ten years ago. I'm too fat to get into them at the moment but I'm not getting rid of them. I like them cos they make me took hip and cool without trying, whatever else I'm wearing with them, like it comes naturally to me.
     
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  5. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving


    Jeans with no knees are very trendy right now. Even the catwalk models are wearing them.

    I think it looks dumb, but I'm old.
     
  6. Idris2002

    Idris2002 A kick up the Arás

    My grandfather used to burst his hole laughing about people wearing ripped jeans - this is when they were first trendy, back in the early '90s.

    Anyway, that's a cool story about the Jeans of Your Wicked Stepmother. Keep 'em coming folks - I bet there won't be many can top old Sheila's story.
     
  7. marty21

    marty21 One on one? You're crazy.

    Got a pair I bought in 1991 that I still wear , they have some white tippex stains on them ,I was putting tippex in dart holes in the wall of our rented flat and it dripped :(
     
  8. krtek a houby

    krtek a houby The end is meh

    Whaddya want, then? Jeans: A Tragedy in Three Acts?

    Act 1.

    Long faded are the days of Lee, Levis or Wrangler. Pennies or Primark adorn my form, hug my regions and stave off the blues.

    Act 2.

    A rent in the fabric of denim. My undergarments are visible this midsummer. Is it a dream? My bottom once snug, is at risk from the elements.

    Act 3.

    A tenner then, that's all it takes to restore the sacred cloth. You get what you pays for. Or maybe the holes are inflicted by moths.
     
  9. Idris2002

    Idris2002 A kick up the Arás

    An Odyssey worthy of Homer himself.
     
  10. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving


    Here they are, with added cat.


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  11. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving

    And one of the little skull studs.


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  12. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving

    I've just remembered that after Wattie wrote his name, someone else added "Is a twat". So there was a bit of a scuffle over that. And then I had "Wattie is a twat" on my leg until it wore off or got patched over.
     
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  13. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving

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    This is the backside of them. What a mess....
     
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  14. belboid

    belboid TUC Off Your Knees

    They are truly the Trigger's Broom of jeans
     
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  15. marty21

    marty21 One on one? You're crazy.

  16. marty21

    marty21 One on one? You're crazy.

  17. 8ball

    8ball Most Ignoreable Poster 2016

    Sticks in my craw every time I hear that phrase.

    Trigger was right. Everyone else was wrong.
     
  18. SheilaNaGig

    SheilaNaGig Struggling and striving


    I agree with this.
     
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  19. geminisnake

    geminisnake a complex mass of conflicting ideas


    Made me think of the lyrics from this :D

     
  20. Rutita1

    Rutita1 Scum with no integrity, apparently.

  21. moose

    moose like some cat from Japan

    There's nothing right about that photo. Terrible glasses, terrible colour of top, terrible shoes.
     
  22. xsunnysuex

    xsunnysuex Life is a horizontal fall.

    My favourite pair of jeans are the ones I bought a few months ago. Cause after loosing just under 7st, I can finally find a pair that fit. Not that I've worn them yet. But it's good to know I can, if and when I want to.
     
  23. JuanTwoThree

    JuanTwoThree Right perverse weirdo

    The pair I threw away. My favourite jeans are always the ones that I've just destroyed to the point of not being able to wear them. I like my jeans intact; I'm too old for holes in jeans.

    The crutch always goes just when they're nicely worn-in. I'd like to think it's my impressive tackle but I think it's because I'm fat.
     
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  24. killer b

    killer b Gazing vacantly at a plate of mince

    It's actually because sweat and piss rot the fabric I'm afraid...
     
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  25. daaha

    daaha Banned Banned

  26. JuanTwoThree

    JuanTwoThree Right perverse weirdo

    It's always happened, so you're right. But the constant abrasion of cloth on cloth between my meaty thighs does seem to hurry the process along.
     
  27. BassJunkie

    BassJunkie devotees straight on

    Me too, being the pseudo-intellectual pretentious twat that I am I usually make friends by asking "Don't you mean the ship of Theseus?" I also harbour a deep antipathy towards Only Fools And Horses.
     
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  28. campanula

    campanula plant a seed

    I have never worn a pair of jeans in my life. Closest I ever came was a pair of Big Smith dungarees and some brown Wrangler cords when I was 12.
    Oddly, none of my offspring wear them either. My daughter would shave her head before wearing denim and the boys seem to be wedded to either moleskin, canvas, cords or (shudder) tracksuits.
     

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