Sometimes, even now, many (many) years into this job, when I catch sight of a particularly silly outfit, I find myself chortling with glee. And three years after the fact, these pants bring me great joy. They are just so very silly — like a pair of jeans had a great tragedy befall their crotch in some way, opening the door for an old cream bomber jacket to find new life on the before unexplored lower half of the body. Truly delightful.
