He was wearing a blue denim jacket with the collar up.
He took something from the pocket of his denim jacket and bit into it.
I reached over into the rear and grabbed my denim jacket.
Like the others he wore blue jeans and a short denim jacket.
An old man in a blue denim jacket smiled at them as they drove past.
I feel conspicuous standing out here in the middle with my denim jacket on.
And, did the baby die wrapped in my denim jacket?
There was a button on each breast of his denim jacket.
On top of this you can wear a denim jacket.
He was in a worn old denim jacket and jeans.