
29/09/2025
POV: You leave your ripped jeans at Grandma's house and come back to handcrafted crochet patches. Made with intent.
Okay so... I'm still processing what happened lol.
Left my favorite ripped jeans at Grandma's last weekend - you know the ones, knee holes big enough to fit a small child through, paid like $80 for them at Urban Outfitters because apparently I hate money. Totally forgot about them until Tuesday when I'm digging through my laundry like "where are my good jeans??"
So I call her. "Hey Gram, did I leave-"
"Oh honey," she cuts me off. "I found those poor torn-up pants of yours. I was gonna ask if you needed money for new ones."
I'm like... no Grandma, they're supposed to look like that? It's a whole thing? She goes quiet for like ten seconds then says "Well that's the dumbest thing I ever heard" and hangs up on me.
Fast forward to yesterday. I drive over there and she hands me a grocery bag with this weird little smile. I open it and... my jeans are in there but they look completely different. She crocheted these INSANE patches over the holes. Not like boring brown squares - we're talking rainbow granny squares that somehow perfectly match the faded blue. They look like they belong there.
Turns out she had leftover squares from some blanket order she's working on for her Tedooo app store (yeah my 78-year-old grandma sells on there now, she's got like 200 five-star reviews, it's wild). She saw some patchwork idea in one of the crafting groups and thought "perfect, now I can fix Sarah's ridiculous pants."
I put them on and honestly? They're fire. Like I look like I stepped out of some expensive boutique. Wore them to Whole Foods and the cashier asked where I got them. Then to my friend's house and SHE asked. Then literally walking to my car some random girl stops me like "excuse me those jeans are everything, did you make them?"
So now I'm thinking... maybe this is something? Like maybe I start collecting thrift store ripped jeans and get Grandma to patch them up?