denim

  • yasmin afif

stacks of hand treated japanese denim, a story told three times, each held with a broken silver foiled spine each slither of denim has endured a process to end up in its current state of multiple hues of dirty peach. from the cleanest white to being submerged into indigo, rubbed with bleach then followed by a hot bath of red tea cut by hand and tumble dried for a soft and delicate surface against its own purpose, a hard wearing japanese denim