Baa Baa Black Sheep Denims

STORY OF THE PRODUCT

In the Kalyug, where shadows rule the light, Even nursery rhymes wear masks in the night. Baa Baa Black Sheep, no longer so meek, Threads of duality woven deep in its streak.

Denim whispers a tale of mirrored faces,Of wolves in wool, hidden in familiar spaces. What was pure now carries a sly grin, Reflecting the world’s dance of virtue and sin.