Don’t touch that. No standing here, keep of the grass, staff only – man, so many rules!
Look. Our new denim jacket is a yes jacket, living in a no world. So when it needed to get out there for its debut photoshoot, we had no choice but to let it run free.
You won’t find this jacket raising its hand for permission to go to the washroom, and it sure as hell doesn’t have time to wait around for leave to cross the street. This jacket is an opportunist; and will cross the street whenever it damn well sees fit.
Green thumb? Who knew. Our denim jacket likes to unwind with a little floriculture. It may or may not be any good at this whole gardening business, but who cares? The jacket sure as shit doesn’t – these plants will be getting watered – dead or alive.*
Even the doctor agreed: the word ‘pyromania’ was too harsh. Besides, it was more a fascination than an obsession. Anywho, best to take the stairs.
*No plants (plastic or organic) were harmed in the making of this post