I'm sure I'm supposed to be impressed by Agyness Deyn's punky I-care-about-wanting-you-to-think-I-don't-care style, but seriously, unless she is ten minutes away from time-traveling into 1987 and being told she looks good wearing Eric Stoltz's future, she might want to let it go. There's ripped jeans, and then there's pants with more ladders than a game of Donkey Kong. Yawn.