The pants that will make grown men weep.
Every now and then I find myself inexplicably drawn to things (clothing) that have absolutely zero aesthetic merit. Massive roll neck sweaters, engulfing tent dresses, drop-crotch trousers, stomping great shoes, all items have found their way into my wardrobe and onto my body despite the fact that they are repellingly ugly.
Massive sweater and culottes combo. Winning!
I don’t know what or who is to blame for my current affliction with culottes. There is nothing flattering about these merry pantaloons (and pantaloons they most certainly are) they do absolutely zero favors for the female form. No man has ever said “damn girl your ass looks good in them culottes” and no girl has ever thought it. Because there is nothing about this breed of pant that is appealing to the human eye: They are high waisted, voluminous and hit mid way down the calf. Basically they make the wearer look like a long-arsed clown – if long-arsed clowns wore Cèline. I know this and yet I have never wanted a pair of pants more. They are so bad but so good all at once. The mind sure does work in mysterious ways.
Photo credit: Karen Walker, Stockholm Street Style