When I spent last week-end in Munich, I
also paid a visit to the Levi’s store, among other things.
Biggest kudos to begin with:
I was advised by one of the most
competent and most likeable sales assistants ever – she had such detailed
knowledge of the jeans’ pattern and manufacturing techniques, that I would have
bought anything from her.
She explained every seam and showed me
why certain cuts can slightly lift the butt, and beautifully shape the waist
and thighs.
All that by wearing a pair of jeans!
Magic.
If, additionally, I sense that the sales
assistant does not expect anything from me – least of all that I buy something
– I’m sold.
In the end I ended up with a classic
dark denim jacket (instant love at the first fitting), a denim shirt (always
works well with blue eyes), and – totally unexpectedly – a skinny, soft pair of
pants that looks like jeans, but feels like leggings=second skin.
After arriving back home Noelle examined
the bags’ contents in great detail, instantly called dibs on the denim jacket
and wore it to school the next day.
She does this only to justify the cost,
of course.
Very selflessly.
However, I
can understand Noelle well: when I was 16 – the same age as she is now – I wore
my very first Levi’s 501.
Yes, dear
underage reader: I experienced the times first hand, when 501s were cool.
Not cool
AGAIN.
It was the
summer when I met my children’s father – on a beautiful Croatian island.
One
afternoon a group of youngsters went on a cave excursion – please note: not a “field
trip”, but something you can describe as follows:
"crawling
on your belly in complete darkness and silence for hours, squeezing through
tightest openings and commando crawling through the mud, only to safely find
the exit.”
Yep, great
old trip, that.
I certainly
didn’t want to miss out on this – especially as I was the only girl in a group
of boys (guess which boy also took part).
The only
slightly annoying fact was that I did not have any appropriate clothing – it
was definitely too cold inside the cave with just a light summer dress.
Apart from
the commando-crawling-through-the mud.
However, I
was given loan of a 501 (and now everybody’s guess who gave it to me).
The fit
wasn’t that bad with the help of a belt, and I certainly won’t ever forget the
sentence: “Wow, it looks good on you!”.
(well, who
might have said that?)
Before you
drown in tackiness:
Today his
jeans would fit more than two of me.
Do you also
have a story or memory revolving around a pair of Levi’s?
It would be
perfect for Levi’s recently launched promotion:
At live in Levis everyone is invited to share their personal story in
connection with the cult jeans.
The label
was founded 140 years ago and is synonymous with quality denim, which makes for
quite a few adventures you associate with the pants or a jacket, true to the
slogan:
you wear
Jeans, but you live in Levis.
This clip has captured some of them in the nicest way; some
well-known celebrities talk about their life in Levi’s – each of them has their
own short movie.
If a Levi’s
garment is also among your favorites, you can participate in the Photostory and the give-away at the same time:
Upload a
picture of your Levi’s to Instagram and write 2-3 sentences why you like them
so much.
Add the
hashtags #liveinlevis and #levismoments – and you will instantly have the
chance to win one of the 100,-€-shopping vouchers or a Levi’s Customizing Kit.
Love,
Joanna
p.s. I only have one year to tease Noelle with the sentence:
"WHEN I WAS SIXTEEN, I met YOUR FATHER.
So what’s up with you these days?”
I have to make good use of it, of course.
This post was translated by Ginnell Studio.
Joanna
p.s. I only have one year to tease Noelle with the sentence:
"WHEN I WAS SIXTEEN, I met YOUR FATHER.
So what’s up with you these days?”
I have to make good use of it, of course.
This post was translated by Ginnell Studio.
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