I like all like classic rock bands like The Beatles and The Who and stuff and Led Zeppelin so I kinda dress like that. Kinda retro I guess. Well not retro but, like tight. I don't know. Like just jeans and shirts. I don't know. Kinda rock and roll I guess.
I go shopping for jeans, and they're playing shitty music in the store, I just leave. I can't be around music that I hate.
I actually bedazzled when I was younger. I totally did that to my jeans.
I have always loved sneakers and sweaters, and I wear a lot of them. And a good t-shirt or a pair of jeans can make you feel so good. And then I love great coats, and I pay a lot of attention to them and own a lot of them. I think a great piece of outerwear can really make you stand out.
People always want an explanation about everything and I cannot give it to them. Because I don't know myself. 'Why did you do a pair of pants like that?' I have no idea. I'm not going to have a 20-minute political discussion about the necessity for slashed, painted leather jeans. Basically, I don't know more than you.
My wildest tipping point moment came when I was introduced to Clint Eastwood. He was sitting there, typical Clint Eastwood, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, holding a Budweiser. He looks at me and says, "I watch your show from time to time. " I just stopped. I was like, "I can't even think about that. I'm not even sure if I'm happy about that. "
Engineering is a jeans and hoodie culture, and sales is more formal.
Skinny jeans were only good if you had skinny genes.
I didn't really play dress up when I was a kid, and I'm really T-shirt and jeans-y.
Every girl should have a little black dress, a great boyfriend blazer and a pair of skinny jeans in their wardrobe.
I've never owned a pair of jeans, but I had a fantastic denim boiler-suit and it got a lot of wearing.
I feel like jeans and a T-shirt have become Establishment. Everyone’s dressed down. So actually putting on a jacket is the anti-Establishment stance.
The more I work in fashion, the less I dress up. The first pair of jeans I made was for my own body-my "strange body," as I call it.
You can make jeans and a t-shirt super stylish. It's what you make of it, you know?
More than the Big Mac, Coca Cola, or Levi's 501 jeans, the dollar is surely the United States' signature export.
If you had two pair of jeans, four shirts, you were cool if you had a couple pair of kicks that were fresh. That was it. That's how it started.
Thongs don't show. With jeans, you're always going to get panty lines and I think that's just a big mistake.
I'm a jeans and t-shirt type of girl.
I'm a T-shirts, sweatpants and jeans kind of gal, I dress really simply and comfortably.
Cold?" Ravus echoed. He took her arm and rubbed it between his hands, watching them as though they were betraying him. "Better?" He asked warily. His skin felt hot, even through the cloth of her shirt, his touch was both soothing and electric. She leaned into him without thinking. His thighs parted, rough black cloth scratching against her jeans as she moved between his long legs. His eyes half-lidded as he pushed himself off the desk, their bodies sliding together, his hands still holding hers. Then, suddenly, he froze.