As a teenager (in the50s) I was never allowed jeans as they were deemed too common.
Once married I virtually lived in jeans. There were even shops selling nothing BUT denim.
I recall Wrangler being my favourite.
Strangely I don't own any now and 'live' in tracky bottoms.
Once married I virtually lived in jeans. There were even shops selling nothing BUT denim.
I recall Wrangler being my favourite.
Strangely I don't own any now and 'live' in tracky bottoms.