the jacket was what caught the eye first , scuffed dull leather with the name on the back , ginny da vinci , in polished chromium studs ; then they saw the hair , short as any blokes , bleached blonde and spiky , and they gave a giggle or grunted with disgust ; last of all they noticed the jeans , not denim blue any more but faded and torn and caked with paint of all colours , some fresh , some pastel pale .