The proportions of store-bought bootcut or wide-leg jeans don't work at all for me. I was really into skinny jeans, but unfortunately they didn't look very good on me either. My last favorite pair wore out and I haven't had the faintest desire to go to the effort of buying some more, when I could spend that money on more skirts and blouses instead.
Yet, sometimes I yearn to have my legs encased in cotton tubes. Sometimes I just want to wear pants. So when I first saw harem pants, it was a revelation. They combine the looseness, breeziness, and fitted waist (~~~top priority~~~) of my skirts with...pants. To put it succintly, I fucking love harem pants.
Look at them. They are just so cool. When I was in Paris this summer, I saw a girl wearing the same pair two days in a row and she still looked fucking great. Harem pants are so alluring, so daring. It takes a lot of balls to wear a dropped crotch.
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