Half of these photos are shot on 35mm film, the others on iPhone. All of them are shot by my Mother, in front of a sheet in my parents backyard, during my post New York, pre-Berlin fourteen day quarantine. I love them mostly cause they were shot by my Mum, but also as they capture what was another intersection of my life.
But let’s move onto the jeans. “Faded blue and white vertical stripes recall summers spent in the French riviera” a description so inspiring I’m craving rosé even while writing this at 10am on a Tuesday.
Aside from the romantic appeal, I cannot stress how much I love the fit of these. The straight leg, falling somewhere between a cigarette pant and a wide leg, actually thins and lengthens your silhouette – a claim made by many but delivered by few. The material has stretch without sag and the high rise hits you right at the belly button, which in my humble opinion is where all jeans should fall. It just feels right.
So if you need some really great jeans. Click here.
They also come in other colours: