An Ode to Pants

Most of my life is spent in pants.

I have a bit of an obsession with them. I’m always on the lookout for the perfect pair. When given a choice between a dress or pants most of the time I choose pants. Pants pants pants.

The first 10-12 years of my life I spent exclusively wearing skirts and dresses. I was an active child with a healthy imagination and a love of animals so this meant climbing trees, riding horses, attempting cartwheels, wrestling, playing with my dogs, running from imaginary monsters… all in a skirt.

While you can do most of these things perfectly fine in a skirt, there are some things you shouldn’t do in one (in my humble opinion).

So the day I was free to choose pants as my attire was liberating. Even now putting on a pair of pants feels akin to shouting freedom and starting a revolt. I feel set free from constraint and equal to whatever task I have at hand. Here’s a list of things you can do in pants:

anything. everything. all the things.

So here’s to pants/trousers/slacks/jeans/leggings whatever you call them, and whatever you wear to get the job of life done.

Thank you pants for being the great equalizer.
We all put them on the same way after all.