Acid Rush

From Balmain runway!


I have a problem. A big one. I am on acid. Not literally obviously. My "busy" schedule doesn't really afford me with the means to nurse a full-blown addiction. I mean come on now, having a dealer seems like a serious commitment there no? :)
Also, might i add, I listened carefully to the Beatles' "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" track: acid can mess you up for good! I really didn't want to be "a girl with Kaleidoscope eyes"
Thanks Paul, Thanks Ringo. Thanks George. Thanks John. Love ya guys. Love ya. kiss kiss.
Anyhoooes
No, really. i seem to have caught the acid wash disease. I keep lusting after items that look like i stepped into an 80's chick flick complete with a bad perm and all. I am worried. very perturbed. I might even change my name to Molly and dye my hair red to complete the look.

It's okay, i say. it will go away. soon. I will just like to say that i only like this on grey ish and dark blue demin. This, i feel, makes it all better! Don't you think?
Well, while i am still smitten, i thought it was only right that i try to understand my addiction a little better. So, i have been researching the origins of this acid wash phenomenon. And boy did i came up with some goodies.
First off apparently, an Italian company, Rifle gave birth to acid washed denim business. Although, it wasn't know as such back then until Levi Strauss, yes the same Levi who gave us LEVI'S, coined the term.

Did you know the actually acid wash process involves soaking pumice in pure chlorine, vacuuming out the excess and washing or soaking the denim and stones together. I did not know this? Did you? Just say No, it will make me feel better.
i have given into my addiction and purchased an acid wash t-shirt. v-necked. sleeves mid-length. sigh. it's from the guys department. I prefer to buy t-shirts geared towards men, better cuts in my humble opinion! i shall take a picture of it soonish. scouts honour.