The touch of good denim is akin to an angel’s touch, one thousand retail-therapy angels all singing down from heaven, chorusing the verse, “You deserve these jeans! YOU DESERVE THESE JEANS. Buy them now.” Begging the question: who are we to disobey an angel’s command?! Exactly. We are NO ONE.
The weight of the fabric. The dyes and hues. The stitching and lack thereof on the pocket detailing. The fact that their (Club Monaco) jeans fit so tightly, they make our butts look 1,890,971 times better than they actually are.
Club Monaco jeans are NOT saggy butt jeans, and thus, we spend all of our moneys on them, much to the detriment of our “Retire at age 26” savings fund, which actually only exists as an infinite supply of monopoly money in our imaginations.
Not to mention, Club came out with THIS zip-up denim shirt for Spring ’16. Ugh, someone stop us.