DENIM

Today was definitely a vest and long sleeves day, and the trusty old
denim shirt came out of the wardrobe. My mother hates denim for some
reason, and is proud to say that she has never worn jeans in her life.
They would have suited her though, as her eyes are the colour of faded
blue jeans. I, on the other hand, would have had to spend half my life
in a state of undress if there hadn't been denim.