Supplying the Authentic
So, after 15 months it's finally time for my Edwin Nashvilles to have their first wash. They have lived through beer spillage's, living with my 2 young daughters (and the dog) but this week-end a curry spillage means the inevitable. I know I'm going to regret it but washing them is the only option, this time fabreze and a good airing is not an option, and my trusty old denims will never be the same again.
I've had a new pair in waiting since before Christmas but as yet have not been able to bring myself to go through the initial 'bedding in' period an unavoidable and uncomfortable chore with any raw denim.
I know, having had plenty of pairs over the years, that the replacement pair will soon become my favourite denim but its always sad to lose something that has become my own custom fit.
Goodbye old friend........
The Nashville is dead, long live the Nashville!