Last night was one of the best new years of my life. Started off at one house party, where a friend cooked a 4 course meal, and ended up leaving after 12pm, for the next party, which was a dress up affair from the 20s. Think Al Capone and Frank Sinatra. We ended up leaving for home between 5 and 6 this morning. Fantastic.
So my jeans had their first new years party, complete with fireworks and champagne, and no accidental red wine spills. Tomorrow I'll post my 3rd comparison series on how the jeans have changed over the past 121 days. You can view the previous comparisons are here.