stonewashed khaki?
I am sitting in The ‘Bou, torn between blogging and reading Harry Potter (which J.Beau has so graciously allowed me to borrow before he donates it to the library), and there is a man directly in my line of sight who is wearing the most hideous pants I’ve seen in a long time. Not quite as amazing as this man’s, but still rather spectacular. They’re khakis, but it appears as though they were washed with dirty rocks, or perhaps something dark brown that bled all over them. I don’t know why anyone would purposefully do this to a pair of khakis, and I can’t, for the life of me, figure out why anyone would wear them that way. Furthermore, this man is wearing a wedding ring, and I’d like to know how he got out of the house in them. Maybe his wife likes them. Maybe she did this to the pants accidentally, and he’s such a good guy that he wears them anyway. Maybe she’s out of town, and he, in his ineptitude, was left to do the laundry by himself. Maybe these pants were the disastrous result. Maybe she leaves for work early in the morning while he sleeps in, dresses himself badly, and then heads out to hang out at The ‘Bou, and she thinks he’s out working in construction when in fact he’s drinking overpriced coffee, and he just wears the pants so when he goes home, she’ll buy his “construction” story…even though he smells like espresso. Maybe he falls down a lot, and they’re just dirty.
Maybe it’s time to go read Harry Potter now.
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I have an idea: maybe his wife is out of town, and these are his favorite pants EVER–but he can only wear them when he’s certain she won’t know.
Your suggestions made me laugh. What made me laugh even more was when I re-visited the post describing the 80s rocker man. Man oh man. I honestly would like to be that guy’s friend because I feel like he would bring the kind of outrageous adventure stories that K.Lo provides you now.
And if I couldn’t be the 80s rocker man’s friend, I’d at least like to run into him sometime just so I could throw up the “TOO MUCH ROCK FOR ONE HAND!!” at him. What fun that would be!
Hope you’re having fun at the beach–we miss you in Ral-town!