My deep love for
Denim and Leather, is no secret. After living in Brooklyn for so long, spending years building a wardrobe that I could take with me from season to season, and figuring out what items to splurge, save, or invest in, I've always considered some version of a denim-leather combo to be my home base.
I've worn my fair share of leather pants all through my 20's, and have been wearing denim jackets, since the first day of First Grade. At six, a denim jacket with patches my grandma helped me iron on, was my way to be an individual amongst all my other Catholic School contemporaries, in all our matching pleated plaid skirts and oxford shirts. Flash forward to the time I begged for a new denim jacket after watching The Breakfast Club, for the first time. More like
Judd Nelson, less like Molly Ringwald. Denim, or my pseudo uniform through the years, is more like a security blanket than anything else.
Today, this outfit stands to be my most comfortable one of the week, and it most definitely has
everything to do with the fact that I could live in this
denim vest on repeat. When my friends at
Kmart sent me these new items to try, I instantly felt most like myself. More importantly, I know I'll be able to go from my last meeting of the day, to Happy Hour in LES, and back to Brooklyn for a nightcap without having to change a stitch.