Denim heaven is real

Im the kind of person that doesn't care for denim that much, it's there and at the same time it's not there. I could go for any other textile in the world, but denim not so much. Until last week when I stumbled in to the whole section of denim shirts at TJmaxx late one night. And, might I say that it was mind blowing a experience in all the right ways. Not that brain matter flew around, but that I was lost into a fantasy land made of clothes.   

I mean dear god it was all so soft and all oh so blue. But, I won't lie it was kind of a challenge to pick out one shirt that I loved. The prejudgment of I had of denim was already negative. However, looking at them all gave me a since of "opes I was wrong about denim" and more of the feeling "of wow is that a cropped denim shirt, oh wait this is a child's small."

So hours later, knowing that I needed to do my papers for class and working on a presentation due tomorrow. I had to make up my mind, do I go for the trendy ombré, the woren light wash, the throwback acid wash, or the fresh out of the factory dark wash. This gave me a headache that no large coke from McDonald's could handle. 

So it was then I found the good averge of the four. The medium wash, with my kind of logic that took forever for me to figure that out. But this was a pretty chic might I say, it was extremely soft to the fingers with the classic stiffness of denim and also for me it was in a medium. 

As I began to walk to the counter for check out, and get home to start on that delayed paper I hade to write. I also found another shirt that was just hanging there as the store lights made it glow with grace. And no it was not cropped or a child's small. But a medical scientific descovery that I could have cried over for days with no need for the compensation of ice cream that could stop it. It was a Vince denim shirt made with love in every stitch, and schockingly for only $49.99, I did not cry but I sure did run to that check out like a mad women on crack. And when at that counter I felt the feeling of happiness fill my little heart. 

So the moral of the story was that never  have prejudgment on denim as it is so amazing on your body. Second, don't do your projects when you can go shopping late at night to find the deals of your life. And finally don't run to the check out like a made woman as I did almost fall flat on my face.