It's funny how certain pants, especially jeans, tend to reach a point where they disintegrate piece by piece until they essentially just fall right off.  I'm working on a pair of those jeans right now.  The section right above the right knee is gradually yet steadily fraying into nothingness.  It's happened a few times in the past, with several different brands of jeans.  But one thing's certain:  Once the process starts, nothing but the mighty hand of God can stop it (and oddly enough, he doesn't seem to care when my jeans disintegrate).  One day, you start to notice a few pieces of blue fabric on your hands.  You finally figure out it's from your jeans, but you rub a little just to make sure.  Yep, dissolving jeans.  Later in the day, you notice a hole forming.  You think, "Finally!  I have designer jeans!"  The next time you wear them, your foot gets caught in the hole and rips a huge gash.  You think, "Even more designer-y!"  By the end of the day, an entire pant leg has dissolved thread by thread and blown away in the wind.  No amount of duct tape will save these pants (I've tried).  It's time to move on. #lifestyle