Picture this: you’re turning up to Sunday dinner at your Nan’s house, wearing your favourite brand new not-so-new-looking jeans, all ripped-up, shredded, as though they’ve been chewed at by a mob of hungry French Bulldog…
Picture this: you’re turning up to Sunday dinner at your Nan’s house, wearing your favourite brand new not-so-new-looking jeans, all ripped-up, shredded, as though they’ve been chewed at by a mob of hungry French Bulldog…