Paper-thin, yet crucial. It could be a bit obtuse on my part to publicly plaster faded denim, but repetition in wear is adding more importance to it than I thought possible. The meaning of staple dies out after a while, for the very reason of being a 'staple', but it seems I couldn't overcome the power of americana this time around. So much so that reproducing this shirt in faux holy light is the only method I thought proper of showcasing it. The things we come up with when dealing with denim.
Currently spying out a period between hopeless days of rainfall for proper spotlighting. I'm allowing the defrosting process to continue until then.