In the Levi's you're the loafer

I mean, they weren't really jeans, they were more kind of, like, leggings, but, like, I guess they're actually kind of more like jeggings, like, but I think and you're just like, Oh my God.

See, look, don't touch my designer jeans.

I see you don't have designer jeans.

Folks at the courthouse said you looked mighty handsome in those new jeans.

But then again, nobody has complimented me on the jeans I'm wearing.

She's wearing tights.

It was specified that the jeans purchased were to be sent to South America and Africa.

English you will see, this is jeans and tights, and an English expression the ability to share with the world what is going on in our own country.

See, I'm one of the beautiful people. See my jeans?

I was in jeans and barefoot... when I left my daddy's farm to join the Army.

And this one I think is possibly the worst two ladies, both facing the same way, both wearing jeans.

He'll go as a real cowboy with chaps and spurs and everything.

Those kids, they'll work all summer long, kill themselves, so that they can afford one pair of designer jeans.

And then I put the really tough question How many of you hand wash your jeans and your bed sheets?

A cowboy?

They used the collateral to buy the Collingwood property where Colin opened the family's first jeans store.

This man was wearing a white t shirt, jeans, camera, white sneakers and I'm talking about white sneakers.

Standing in the middle of the shop floor, she took a pair of knickers from the display, stripped off her own tights and pants and put them on.

Whoa, boy! Whoa!

I sent him to the store, which was my first mistake, and he went to buy underwear, and he bought the grippers, and he's supposed to buy the boxers.

We can shop at three in the morning or eight at night, ordering jeans tailor made for our unique body types.

Jive, huh?

Hello there, cowboy.

But the problem, generally, of modern society, is that it turns the whole world into a school. Everybody is wearing jeans, everybody is the same.

I read it on the Intersnet. You cannot have children.

It's so light. The trousers are a bit tight but...

Blue Jean

He's no cowpuncher. No.

Waco, Texas boys.

A French seller, a jeans manufacturer, concluded a contract for the sale of a given quantity of goods with a buyer based in the United States of America.

Gouging the Gauchos

Well, you know, hanging down in front and behind. The cowboy.

Sorry I crowded up your beasts, cowboy.

This is him in his old rock and roll jeans there, pushing him in, those turned up jeans.

You might enjoy the awkwardly tight, cut off pajama bottoms with balloons.

Embroider for that cowboy?

My halfpint buckaroo

Yeah, sure I am, kid.

Then I saw our chancellor coming to school in denims and turtlenecks, and I thought, not right for me to keep this other.

You can't hold onto 100,000 acres by riding horse in a buckskin jacket.

We must tighten our belts.

Tom didn't wear jeans yesterday.

Just passing the time of day with these here cowpokes.

He's about five foot three and a half on a good day, standing fully upright in cowboy boots.