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Today has been a quirky day… this morning I decided to wear my leather jeans. I felt it was that sort of day… full of leathery goodness.
However… it’s shown me two hazards of wearing them.
1: At the hotel
We went to a local hotel for Sunday dinner. A rather chavvy wedding party were in the same hotel wearing incredibly bad and ill fitting suits (obviously bought that week from Matalan), along with some bad meringue dresses and lots of bad body piercings (ask me about the young lad in the light coloured suit later… ).
A couple of men who were obviously a gay couple were also in the same hotel. The younger one of the two looked me up and down when I first entered. Hmm….
Anyhow, when we went back from the restaurant to the main bar area after the meal I waited in the corridor and he entered. His comment to me was (imagine the “gay accent”)… “are they leather? do you mind?” and without me even being able to say anything he grabbed my thigh and had a rub. Oh, well. I suppose it is bound to happen from time to time.
The second incident was slightly more sinister than a lovely gay couple having a quick stroke of my leather clad thigh…
In the Interval I popped to the loo to relieve myself of one of the many cappucinos. A student (looked first year) without warning stated quite shocked that I shouldn’t be wearing leather as it’s unethical and cruel.
OK… I am vegetarian… but I just had to comment “nice blue jeans… probably dyed with a nitrogen based reactive dye and fixed with an animal derived fixer”. Ooooohhh he squirmed…
So in conclusion: Leather jeans good.