My dahlings, I was reading this piece the other day and I really thought it wasn’t much to it. Except it grew on me. And not in the right way either. I kept thinking back on the lines I read asking myself, in complete disbelief, over and over again: really? Sweatpants are the new it pants? Granted, the piece was about men fashion, so I may not be in the best place to judge the trends. Although… when we, ladies, dress up, we do consider our men’s opinions, don’t we?
Thinking of these premises, I asked myself if I’d enjoy seeing my Adored Husband pairing a tweed jacket with a pair of gray sweatpants. And I wouldn’t. Not even if he would be just heading home after playing tennis with the boys. There’s a place and time for sweatpants and, the way I see it, their place is not on the catwalk but in a carryall along with the sneakers, the anoraks and the tennis tees (in my case, biensur).
No, don’t give me that look! I’m not hasty in judging off the sweat pants! Imagine I’d wear my beloved velour track suit pants with a silver sequined top and high heeled sandals – would that make the sweat pants trend any easier to digest?