Perhaps some might gather that I'm in the hole, as in unable to afford a decent pair of jeans.
I'd offer instead that my holey pants reflect a whole-hearted glam.
On the whole, I like my jeans. Some would go whole-hog for finding the perfect pair for the perfect occasion. I'm more holistic in my search--finding the perfect jeans for my whole life.
"You could shop wholesale," they might offer.
But the satisfaction of being holed up to sew one's own patches is a whole lot better than jeans money burning a hole in one's pocket.
"But, they look so...hole-in-the-wall."
"Do they not fit my wholesome appearance?"
"Truly, you could hit a hole in one with a pair of Raven Denims."
Try as you might to pick a hole in my stance, you'll have as much chance of getting me to change my view as you would trying to push a Holstein.
I'm wholly uninterested.
So I patch my holes, and my jeans are whole again, because only God should be holy!