I have decided, after almost 20 years of a having a distinct preference for dour wardrobe choices, that it is time for some bright.
So, I bought these Holy Hot Damn hot pink pants at the Gap yesterday for $5. Bestie Shannon of Chubby Fashion and I went for a sushi ladydate this afternoon and we practiced my best “fashion blogger poses” for awhile in the sunshine.
Consider these hot pink pants the first shots fired in a fashion revolution. No longer will I be held prisoner by my assumptions that because I have thunder thighs I can’t wear anything but black or denim on the lower half of me.
My ass is jamming. Like Janet Jackson in the Rhythm Nation. AND IT MUST BE SEEN!
But seriously, I’m tired of boring pants. These are statement pants. I love statement pants.