Currently, my not-even-a-month-old RRDS, my first pair of jeans that cost more than $50.
"Of all time," the baggy black Dickies that I had through high school, part of college, and part of my first dropout/meltdown. I'm not sure what happened to them. Skated in them, went to shows and fell on the floor in them, got blood, puke, and "other" on them, sat around diesel fires at parties on the Kissimmee River in them, got the shit kicked out of me by rednecks in them, kicked the shit out of rednecks in them ... probably only washed them once a month, but that was out of me being a filthy, crusty fuck rather than any denim pretensions.
I'd seriously give a lot to have those jeans back, or a pair like them. I have no idea what "model" they were, they were just big black Dickies that were altogether too heavy and hot for Okeechobee, Florida. I'm looking at the Dickies page now.