Like most tomboys, almost 100% of my below-the-waist wardrobe consists of jeans. Today, while seeking out a pair at the bottom of the pile (not shown here cause I’m wearin’ em!), I noticed that without hesitation, I pulled out the exact dungarees I wanted.
In that moment I realized I know my collection of denim so well that I don’t even need to sift through. I know them by the fold. By the slight differences in wear, tear and shade of blue.
Scary? Or super powery?
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