My Paris Pants--Lourve, Paris
Sometimes fashion talks, and in my case, fashion screams--at least that's what my Paris pants did. I bought these pants back in Oklahoma (of all places!). They're some version of a 1980's MC Hammer-esque elastic waist, tapered pant that one could only pick up at Goodwill. They magically fit, and have been stowed in my wardrobe until this moment--to make their debut in the city of fashion. They make me feel fabulous. And fabulous they were--children adjacent to me on the metro stared, fashionistas on the street gave me the look-over of approval, and the people-watchers at street side cafes followed in gaze at my pants as I passed by.