It was my roommate’s birthday and we were waiting for the chocolate cake to bake in the oven so we killed some time on the roof as we watched the sunset.
Note: the girl pictured isn’t my roommate.
These used to be my painting pants for whenever I would go to studio. They used to be super grungy with charcoal, paint, and ink all-over, but now since converting them into shorts and hemming them up the only added touch is the cigarette hole in the crotch.. Which (funny story) was acquired from parallel parking with a cigarette in hand.
Lesson learnt, but they’ve grown on me and I like wearing them every now and then with long oversized shirts. I like the illusion it gives my torso as being longer than it actually is.