If you think shimmying out of my jacket in too-tight vintage Levi's is silly, you should have seen the antics of me getting into them. Imagine a red-faced roly poly bug squirming around on the bed. Almost poetic in it's absurdity no? Anyway, vintage Levi's are definitely not for me. My ass is just too big, my penchant for wine is too great. I want to live! It's the same emotions as those people at the beginning of 'Selena' that just wanted to dance!