I have bought pants! Amidst the rows upon rows of 'slim', 'skinny', and 'super-skinny' fit trousers, which I was horrified to see have taken over not only women's sections, but also mens---my erstwhile home and go-to store of relaxed, comfy, pocketed pants---I found a sale rack of wide-leg khaki pants marked down to $18 or so, with no sizes between 0 and 10. Since I am a perfect 10, I snagged them, tried them on, and in almost every way they are perfect: Exact fit, high-wasted enough not to show butt-crack when I sit down, thin enough fabric to dry in my wilderness of dryer-less laundry facilities without being flimsy, no pleats (wtf is that coming back?), super comfy, and properly wide legs. AND POCKETS! Not huge pockets--I got them in a women's department, so of course that was never an option--but large enough to fit my hand or a wallet reasonably well. The hems could perhaps be half an inch longer, but since I make it my policy to always wear interesting socks, I can roll with it. They are in all things the blandest, boringest, most perfectly unfashionable pants I have ever had the pleasure to wear.
I bought every one I could find on the rack, even the slightly weird shade of brownish-purple. It is my dearest wish that these will last me several years, until (dare I even dream?) the fashion of skinny fit has gone out again. I mean, after 'super-skinny' (that was new to me), they don't have much further to go before they bounce back.
