i accidentally bought culottes because
a) they were on trend
b) they were $7
c) they seemed a lot more comfortable than the tight skinny jeans i stuffed myself into that day like a pig wrapped in a proverbial blanket
the case of abolishing the skinny jean. not forever, just for the time being. they are predictable, worn by everyone and basic AF. i need to look different. and if different means ridiculous in a pair of culottes then so be it. let’s get on with our days.
not quite pants, not quite shorts, could possibly pass for a skirt if your legs were stanced close enough together, this article of clothing seems to be having an identity crisis, much like the weather. and i’m having an identity crisis wearing them. we are approaching peak culotte season where it seems only appropriate to show a dash of skin in this case your [c]ankle. for a pant, they prove to be practical-they allow enough room for your legs to run wild and do crazy dance moves without compromising comfort. the bigger the leg the higher the kick. and kick not can you in your skinny jeans for they shall rip.
