Just as I made my admission that I hadn't bought jeans in about two years, the denim train came round last week in the form of a free pair of Ksubis. Except they're not jeans but shorts that are not quite pedal pushers but stop at the knee. To be honest as they were, I would not have gotten a whole lot of wear out of them, as they reminded me a little of a pair of New Look stretchy denim knee length shorts that both my sister and I lived in around 1997. Still, I'm living off beans on toast at the mo after hefty mobile phone bills and hospital fees so I'm not about to turn down the free clobber.
I've been obsessed with the idea of cutting out panels out of jeans and inserting something like distressed lace, knitted mohair or mesh in place and was just waiting for the right pair of cheapie jeans to come along to destroy. This is sort of an initial experiment using some elastic to expand from my cage heritage, courtesy of I Heart Norwegian Wood and the elastic dress that the wonderful Six Six Sick girls made for me. It needs some extra finishing and more experimentation with what can go under them (the nights here still give goosebumps on bare legs) but I have slightly upgraded the teen nostalgic trews into something that I'll most probably look on with nostalgia five years from now thinking "Cages indeed....what was I thinking?!?"
