Hello old friend,

You know who you are. The perfectly ripped pair that somehow makes my legs look skinny and my butt look perky all at the same time. We’ve been through it all together. From some of the best nights of our lives we will never forget, to what we can only assume were even better nights we will never remember… From tears of heartbreak to tears of joy, you’ve been by my side (or on it, actually) through it all. You were always there when I had nothing to wear. You made me feel like a million bucks no matter what.

I still remember the day you came home with me. I had been looking high and low for the perfect pair of black jeans and there you were, hanging in the jean section at Nordstrom, waiting for me. You were the envy of my friends who have tried (and failed) time and time again to steal you from me, but we will never part!

I would like to apologize for abusing you and taking you for granted over the years. I hope you know that every rip and fray was out of love. I will keep wearing you until you cannot possibly be worn anymore, and that will be a tragic day. I will mourn your loss and pick through every department store rack, hoping to find a pair as good as you. I hope this day will never come because I know that none can compare.

Some may read this and think, “Wow this girl is crazy, they’re just a pair of jeans!” I pity them because that means they have never felt the true love that is only experienced between a girl and a perfectly fitting pair of jeans. I hope one day they can find a love like ours.

I cannot wait to make many, many more memories with you on the rest of our journey together. I know you will be there for me through thick and through thin (aka the freshman 15) and will hold me tight no matter what!

All my love,

Madeline