One Dad's journey to a wider-legged pair of denim. |
For much of my adult life, I was fervently devoted to what can generously be called a slim-cut pant. Enough so that my wife's family, in a wedding rehearsal song parodying the Brady Bunch theme, included the lyrical dig "tight tight pants." My brother-in-law sang it in a falsetto. You get the point. I fervently believed this would never change. Then, slowly but surely, my pants got a little bigger. Part of this is due to a large, wide-legged pants style revolution, but I think I just lucked out on timing. My descent (or ascent) into the classic dad jean silhouette coincided with the cultural zeitgeist. |
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