I'm in love and his name is Ralph. We met in NYC and I don't know how I've lived this long without him. I've seen him around many times before but I never paid much attention to him because I thought he was out of my league.
We were introduced by a saleswoman named Judith. When we finally met, he made me feel really good, but I was still hesitant. However, I was in dire need of something comfortable, so I decided to make him part of my life. Upon checkout, I was pleasantly surprised. Although he looked out my league - he was really wasn't.
Since then, he's been the only one that comforts me when I need it. Those other jeans feel rough and scratchy. His denim is buttery soft and makes my butt look good. Plus, they fit perfectly after being washed.
Oh Ralph, what have you done to me?
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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