Aniviashirt - Totally Covered By The Blood Of Jesus Shirt

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We come to 2019, which was a year of rekindling that relationship with GIRL me that became even more urgent and necessary. Unattached except to Nico. No significant other anymore. Ready to throw caution to the Totally Covered By The Blood Of Jesus Shirt Also,I will get this wind. Or perhaps in a Copenhagen downpour. In August, during a visit to Copenhagen for Fashion Week. I’m joined by my fellow #GanniGirls for the SS20 Double Love show. On an inner-city tennis court. On verdant green tarmac, ten years of Ganni’s unadulterated mix-it-up, let-her-be of wardrobe contradictions was celebrated in their anniversary show. Who doesn’t love the smell of hopeful rain? When the skies truly opened up (and I can attest to having to stand under a toilet hand dryer for ten minutes afterwards) I leapt. Ran. Jumped. “Let go” sang MØ. So I did. Because at the heart of a hashtag, #GanniGirl has nothing to do with physical age, demographic, or a tick box. She can’t be held down. She won’t be defined by neat niceties. Or gender. Or race. Or background. She’s GIRL. He’s GIRL. They’re GIRL. You’re GIRL.

I fell in love with my Liverpool jeans on a random Thursday. I dropped my daughter off at school, did Pilates, and went straight to my desk after getting home. It was about three hours into work that I had that moment of, “Oh, hm, I’m still in my workout clothes…” It’s a 50/50 split as to how often I’ll properly change versus staying in my gym togs, but with a brand-new pair of jeans adding some temptation to the Totally Covered By The Blood Of Jesus Shirt Also,I will get this equation, it was a day for the former—and that is how I came to be standing in my closet, shocked and amazed that the pair of jeans I’d pulled on were actually comfier than the stretchy yoga sweats I’d been wearing all morning. Some background: I am a denim devotee. I own a lot of jeans and have never, ever understood the camp that thinks they’re uncomfortable (I wore them regularly throughout the early days of quarantine in 2020, confused at why that would impress colleagues or friends who insisted they’d only been in sweatpants for months—they’re just jeans, guys).

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