It’s not that easy to find a pair of baby blue jeans that feel vintage but fit modern. It’s SO HARD!! That is, until I came across Frame’s new Rigid Re-Release Collection of raw denim. It’s a limited collection of 11 archival pieces brought back to life in a new denim fabric inspired by the aesthetic of the past. 100% made in Los Angeles, and in collaboration with the oldest fabric mill in the U.S., Cone in North Carolina. Now that’s All American. But with a London touch. This sun-kissed light blue is a favorite tone of mine for my raw denim styles. It allows me to bring that feel of spring and summer with me far into the cold winter months. And I love the way that raw denim molds to my body throughout the day. It just gets better with age. Every crinkle softens to each unique curve. This is an aspect of denim that is very important to me. It may be cold out here, but at least I feel sexy in my jeans.
These first few days of winter have been flying by so fast. It’s exciting and scary at the same time. I’ll be on my way back home to California on Tuesday, warmed by the ideas of my mother’s cooking, my father’s hilarious jokes, that west coast sunshine, and all the other comforts that stem from where we are from. So many new people have entered my life this past year and it has been the most beautiful thing. I feel like so much has come together in a way that I never imagined this year. Missing puzzle pieces at last found and placed in position. Pieces that don’t fit at all thrown to the side lines. But nothing beats family and the places that we are rooted from. These people and places are the foundation of our modern being. They linger in the stream of our consciousness kind of like a protector. When we feel our weakest, they are there to give more strength to our backbones. Every few months I’m homesick. Every day I miss my boyfriend while he is away. Many nights I feel the need to unload thoughts and feeling off of my chest, but afraid to do so and so I keep them sheltered. Some days I question my pursuits and paths. But every morning when I wake up, refreshed and unwound, I remember what the bigger pictures is of what I am working for, and I feel better about everything. Or at least I try to. And I remember that nothing can ever be perfect. Nor should it ever be. And my day goes on. In my blue jeans. And I keep on going until I rest my head again. The next day repeat.
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