by inside out.

Monday, November 30, 2009

pants men behold.

you know those days when your jeans stink like a whiskey-soaked sweaty ashtray?

it's those days when I love pants.

pants are my third best friend.

and a splash of paint and grease only make them better.

pics below are of a very rare pair of vintage levi's tab twill chino's (not mine).

go sniffing around your grandfather's garage for a pair.







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