Well. I have searched all of the Sunshine Coast’s op shops high and low and have come away with 2 new denim jackets (which CANNOT be worn here now coz you’d melt into a pool of denim like the wicked witch of the west), a Dolly Parton gate fold album with 3 incredible boobie corsetty pictures of her on it, and 2 books.
Oh, and the denim hot pants I am wearing today. That’s hot as in I’m sweating like crazy in them, not hot as in check out my arse cheeks.
Tomorrow I start heading south to The Wok.
Here’s my adventure in denim today…
Top: Supre sweat filled vest. I know I’m soaking in it
Bottom: ‘Off Limits’ denim fisherman pants with rather labia like folds in the front
Accessory 1: Denim visor
Accessory 2: Denim birkenstocks slowly getting more and more sodden
As part of my op shop tour of Nambour today I came across quite a Christmas display, especially if you like Santa drunk and lying on a bench with a sexy lady elf off-sider…
Meanwhile Santa’s perky Lady Elf takes command of Christmas…
I was trying to figure out exactly WHAT was going on with Santa, so I moved in for a closer look, which wasn’t very enlightening…




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