Denim Love

Moving clothes around for summer. How many blue denim shirts does a person need? Evidently this many. All are years old. They never go to storage. They’re in the closet all seasons. Five are for everyday. The top one’s church denim. Note ruffles and fancy stitching. Denim love means never having to say “enough.”

I started wearing men’s shirts in my teens, adopting the ones Daddy was ready to toss.  From then on, a bit of fading and a few worn-thin spots never bothered me.  On to vintage stores and thrift shops in every town I head first to the men’s racks to find old denim.

It’s a safe enough addiction/hobby for now.  At some magic number in the future, maybe I’ll stop and reconsider, but not today.