Tuesday, April 12, 2011

I hate these pants.


Today, I was wearing tweener pants. I hate these pants. They cause me nothing but pain.

Tweener pants are ones you can't tell what color they really are; they seem to straddle two color pallets. In this case, black and navy blue. When I bought these pants, I thought they were black. Or maybe I thought they were navy blue? I can't remember now. All I know is that most times when I am getting dressed, I can't tell if they are black or if they are dark blue. In the end, it really doesn't matter. I hate these pants.

I am not the most alert person in the morning; I know and accept this. So to identify the color, I have had to rely on different methods and tricks. I have several pairs of pants by this manufacturer, so I can't distinguish them by the label. When I bought them, I remember marking the inside tag with a laundry pen in blue (or maybe black?), so I could easily identify the color. That worked, till the mark faded. Now it looks blue, and kinda black.

Now I have to resort to holding them up to other pants - ones that I know are black or blue. By comparing them, you should be able to tell the difference. It worked - softa. They definitely looked different than the ones that were black, which was good, until I realized they also look different from the ones that I knew were blue. Natural sunlight is the best way to tell the color. Since mornings in winter are dark in Minnesota, these pants don't get worn much in the cold months. But now that Spring is here (don't jinx it!), they are getting into the rotation more. The last two times I have worn them, I noticed something that makes the whole point moot.

Last time I wore them, I was sure they were black, so I wore a black belt and shoes with them. Turns out they weren't black, but in fact blue. I looked like a fashion dork all day. I set the pants aside, pinned a note to them that said "BLUE", and I decided to wear them again today, but this time with a cordovan color belt and shoes. That didn't work. Today they looked like black pants, and I look like a dork for wearing the wrong color belt and shoes.

These pants have it in for me; I have decided to take this as a personal affront. Fortunately, I work at a place with many fashion challenged individuals, so I still look a cut above the rest. Right now, I have no idea what to do with these pants. I can't treat them like they are black or blue, and I don't have the fashion chutzpah to pull of something avant garde. The worst part for me is they feel good and they look good on me. I don't want to lose them, but I am out of ideas on what to do about them. Any and all suggestions are welcome.

I hate these pants.

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