Denim (a love story)
”After we removed the protecting paper we discovered that the roll had been stored somewhere where the sun had reached it. Everywhere, except where the tape had been, there was whitened spots. The sun had even managed to cut through a few layers of the fabric. I really adore all the character and history in the denim, and that special scent that appears when denim has been stored for a long time.”
Ibland är det nästan som poesi när mina bröder talar om sin kärlek till denim.
Spana in Blue Highway Denim.
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