Fuck jeans, fuck waistbands

Today I literally had one job.
To sew on the waist band and attach the buttons and belt tabs.
What should of taken an hour
took the entire day.

I HAD SO MUCH FUUUNNNNN

I'm pretty sure I cursed at the sewing machine so many times that I apologised later.
The slight flexibility in the denim didn't help either. Sewing one panel to another was like trying to understand string theory.

Here is a picture of the finished shorts.

I'm glad I said before that I wanted the jeans to look distressed before, because the amount of times that I fucked up in this project and hid them is insane.
All that's left to do is to tear and rip the jeans to make them look
"trendy"