In the past, when I had a hole in my jeans, the pants went to my grandma who would sew a patch on it or simply stitch the hole closed. You couldn't see it anymore. And now, when I come to drink a cup of tea with my ripped jeans her, her hands itch to get to work on it. “No grandma, this is how it is.’ At least, not for much longer if we are to believe the fashion girls . The patches are coming back, so grandma,  I’ll come by to see you soon!