wearing: joe fresh style purple cardigan, talula zodiac sheer tee, zara paper waist wool trousers, aldo wedge
as much as i hate spending my hard earn money on less than perfect items, regardless if they are regular or sale priced, i gave in to these pants. you must be thinking what is wrong with them? well there is this weird stain on the belt, it is not very noticeable, but it is there when you look closely enough (third picture). as much as i love zara for their fast fashion, they are one arrogant retailer, when i asked them about the mark on the belt, they refused to give me any sort of favourable resolution:
- can i have some sort of discount for the damaged belt?
- can i exchange the belt of this pant with any pant?
so after i was denied, i left with out the pants. i waited two days, developed this “can’t-eat, can’t-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over- the-fence, world-series” * kind of attachment to those pants, which drove me back to the sale racks of zara. amongst the messy scoured racks of pants too large too small: not perfect. to my relief, i found my pants. tried them on again, figured that the stain is not that visible and the belt is interchangeable for other (duh!) and skipped to the cashier.
these are probably my first proper pants. not jeans not leggings not super form fitting – the solution to my problem of what to wear for my lower half in the mornings of my future formal group meetings and in-class presentations.
* quote from young Olsen’s It Takes Two