This morning marked the final debut of Gap's new 1969 denim collection, (we think). So despite the fact that it's fifty blocks away from my apartment, it's one million humid degrees outside and I'm usually still in bed (though working) at 9am, I made my way to their flagship with the promise of Anja's perfectly distressed skinnies - cute boys with coffee and Patrick Robinson weren't bad either. (Yes, I know I sound like a brat.) But when I got there, I wavered on my Anja decision. There was a full spread of the softest jeans in white, black, light and dark, with or without holes and buttons and even a riding pant in green with Gwyneth Paltrow's name all over them (a good thing). Patrick and his team have been working on the fit and design for over a year and their attention to detail, especially considering the $69 price tag, is impressive. I did walk away with the Anja's - or in Gap speak the Destructed Always Skinny - but as soon as it's cool enough to even consider pulling on pants, I think I'll go back for more.
This morning marked the final debut of Gap's new 1969 denim collection, (we think). So despite the fact that it's fifty blocks away from my apartment,