Besides my distressed jeans, I am not really one for the ripped and disheveled look. I think it dates back to my childhood. As a kid, I was obsessed with worn-in sweat pants. The more holes and patches the better. There was a point when they were all I wore - even outside the house. When my mother finally had enough, she banned me. I listened to her (like I always do) and the rule stuck with me. But rules were meant to be broken and I freakin' love this shredded SmittenNYC sweater!