I’ve crushed over the colored, skinny pants trend a lot lately. Silky mint ice cream, luscious grapefruit, crunchy purple cabbage; I want them all. Chic, stylish, girly–can’t get better than that.
But I wondered if I could pull them off. My hips and thighs are plentiful. I love my legs, don’t get me wrong, but certain styles make me look bigger than I am. Would colored pants do the same?
I found a lovely pair of red, skinny corduroys over the weekend. I tried them on and surprised myself by how much I liked them. So I took the plunge and bought them, figuring I might as well try some colored pants out, since I love the look so much.
Wednesday was the first day that I actually tried to wear them. I felt chic and comfy and not as huge as I imagined I would. I began to wonder why I have yet to try this trend.
Now I’m obsessed. My crush has become a scary. I want more. I want every color in the rainbow. I’m not sure my wallet can support this new love.