Quotes About Jeans

I love my tattoo and I think it looks great. It's like an old pair of jeans, it's beat up. I remember when I first got it outlined. I'm like 'why don't more guys do this?' Then I realized the pain.

Dimitri seemed to be trying to find a nice way to respond. He was as amazing to look at as ever, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, with a long leather duster over it all.

No ass had the right to look that good in plain old dark blue denim, Sheridan mused as she stared after him.

The thigh holster wasn't bad actually, though I wouldn't have wanted to try it unless I had pants on to protect my thighs. My thighs rub together when I walk, thank you very much. But with jeans it wasn't bad.

Nice outfit," he said. I knew I looked hot when Jeremy complimented my clothes. He always looked impeccable even in jeans and T-shirt, which he only wore if he absolutely had to be undercover. I'd seen Jeremy do a three-minute mile in Gucci loafers once, chasing a suspect.

What this really means is that he be able to appreciate my mother, whose jokes hinge on some grammatical subtlety or a working knowledge of higher mathematics. You get the picture. Robbie is about as interesting as a pair of red high-top Converse sneakers. But Robbie points to the mattress on the floor. He grins, slowly unbuckling his belt, drops his jeans. Lie down, says Robbie. This is interesting enough for me.

Finally into my jeans, I raced to my window. Yeah, there he was, all gold and ivory in the raw light, high-stepping toward our three horses and looking like one of my dreams turned real.

The truth is, I like my body more when it's thinner. I have a range of jeans, and I'm happier in the smaller ones. But I don't have the same drive to get into those jeans. I'm not going to change my day to get there, whereas I used to.

If I'm not comfortable, I'm not happy. When I go to the White House, I wear my jeans.

I don't even have an iron. Yes, it means I can't own crisp, white shirts - but that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. My clothes simply emerge pristine from the dryer. Jeans don't crease and, for work, stretchy Lycra holds its shape.

There is nothing more classic in the realm of casual than jeans and a white tee - a look that is inherently Americana and reminiscent of the American Dream - an optimistic dream of opportunity, individuality, freedom, and the embodiment of one living their truth.

I've always had jewelry over the years, but when it comes to clothes, I'm just a white or black Polo tee guy with some jeans and a pair of Jordans, and I'm cool. As long as I'm comfortable, I'm cool.

black ballistic vest, blue jeans, and a Seattle Mariners baseball cap. "Detective Crosswhite?" Tracy shook the woman's hand and noticed that it felt small and soft. "Just Tracy. You're Officer Pryor." "Katie. I really appreciate this. I'm sorry to take up

If one could not remember somebody's trousers, then jeans were the safe default. Indeed, "defaults" was a good name for jeans. I put on my defaults. It sounded quite right.

I grew up in Florida riding horses, so for the majority of my life I was either in boots and jeans or a bathing suit.

My only ambition in life . . . is to wear size 28 jeans.

Was definitely throwing out those fuckin' jeans of hers tommorrow. Doesn't matter how fuckable a woman looks in a pair of pants if you can't get them off when it is time to tap ass.

For girls, something that accentuates the curves looks sexy. It can be a dress, it can be jeans, it can be a tank top, who cares!

I literally remember when I made my audition tape for 'Buffy'. I went to the Arsenal Mall. I got my outfit at Contempo Casuals in the Arsenal Mall and put some safety pins in my jeans. I remember telling whoever the clerk was that I was making a tape for 'Buffy', and they were so excited.

It's a good pair of jeans and a pair of boots that are comfortable and a T-shirt; that's as far as I go. Getting wild with it might be a nice jacket, but I'm not a high-fashion guy for sure.

I wear jeans and a T-shirt sometimes. I just like clothes - since the first time I can remember, like age ten or eleven; I was just obsessed with music and clothes. Just like a lot of people in England from my generation.

I almost exclusively wear skinny jeans. I'm terrified of any other cut of denim.

On a visit to New York City, Robert Scoble posted on Highlight that he was going to Bloomingdale's to buy a certain brand of jeans. As he walked through the main entrance, a sales representative knew he was headed her way because she had seen his Highlight post. She recognized him by his user ID photo. Through Highlight's messaging feature she escorted Scoble to the jeans he had mentioned.

Well, somebody got the deluxe package." He turned at last to face the intruder. She was in her mid-to-late twenties. Wearing a no-muss T-shirt and jeans. She went without makeup, a rarity for L.A., and there was no jewelry either.