My Jaded Denim

The name of this blog comes from the thing that hangs over my desk chair all year round. Every holiday I go on, it is the first thing packed in my suitcase. I have three of them. Three of the most beautiful denim jackets.

My first jacket was a gift. My brother and his girlfriend gave it to me for my birthday about 5 years ago. It’s a summery, light blue in a boxy 80’s style that comes in at my waist. They got it custom ordered by their friend who owns a vintage boutique. It has some rad patches like one of the “Fast Girls” band logo and little silver spikes that line the top pockets.

My second jacket was stolen. I came home one day to see it draped over my desk chair. Prophetic? That’s where it lives now, but back then I was a bit surprised to see it. The way these things work in my household is that if you don’t want some of your clothes any more, you dump them in the next most deserving person’s room. So I see this jacket in my room and assume that either mum or my brother’s girlfriend decided to pass on the legacy. Turns out, our cleaner accidentally put it in my room and I had been wearing it for about a year while my brother and his girlfriend had been blaming their housemates for stealing it. Luckily she let me keep it because I had grown far too attached. It’s a darker blue; quite thin and it matches almost anything.

My third jacket is probably my smartest purchase. I tend to impulse buy things. But this jacket was a perfect buy. I was in Grahamstown (in the Eastern Cape, South Africa) for the National Arts Featival and I spent the day browsing the market. I think I may have actually let out a really loud gasp when I saw my jacket hanging among some other vintage coats. It’s a vibrant denim colour with fleece around the cuff and collar and lined with red, chiffon-like material. This wintry jacket means I can wear denim all year round.

Three jackets to make me smile. I still can’t decide which is my favourite.

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