Another question thrown out to the universe. Why is it that when a pair of jeans (or in this case, bibbies) gets just to that point of perfection, washed and worn to a softness akin to suede, they rip and/or disintegrate? My friend Judy, who loves to go shopping and is up on the latest fashions, tells me that down on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, people pay big bucks for artfully ripped jeans. Uh huh. As with my shoes, I have/had one pair of go-to-town bibbies and two pair for work, the plan being that when one of the work bibbies gave up the ghost, I'd get another and start the rotation. The plan went to pot when both work bibbies fell apart at the same time, legs in shreds and rips in the bibs so I'm in danger of losing the whole thing. Donning the only pair left, I...yes...I went to town (which I admit wasn't such a hardship as the truck has air-conditioning). I also needed a particular clip to hold the linchpin for the trailer to the lawn tractor. The stores which have been my mainstays for bibbies no longer keep them stocked, and as for the clip which probably costs twenty-five cents, three stores only sold them in a five-dollar set with the linchpin, which I didn't need. Coming home empty-handed (but looking spiffy), I ordered two new pair on line. Until they're delivered, I'll just have to hope that no one comes visiting on laundry day when my one and only set of bibbies is on the line.
