Stupid Summer Pants — The summer in Monterey Bay...

22
Jul

Stupid Summer Pants — The summer in Monterey Bay isn’t dramatically different than any other season of the year. Temperatures rest between the high 50s at the coldest and perhaps will rise into the low 70s. Despite the lack of any noticeable seasons, I still enjoy wearing seasonally appropriate clothing. And for summer months, I do enjoy wearing some really stupid summer pants.

Don’t mistake this as an endorsement for them, nor should you consider them a wardrobe staple. You don’t need a pair — let alone six pairs — in your closet. They’re obnoxious and never really appropriate for even the most casual of workplaces. They likely will go with very little in your wardrobe, too.

But despite not being able to justify owning them, their presence has multiplied in the past year — taking more space in my closet that ought to be filled with more of those wardrobe staples everyone keeps harping on about. The truth is that I really enjoy wearing them and they make me happy on my days off when I’m not bound by the workplace jacket and necktie.

They’re probably better known as “Go To Hell” pants — Ivy Style’s Christian Chensvold wrote on the history of GTH pants — but let’s just call them what they really are: stupid. Wearing them signals I’m not doing anything important that day; it’s my day off and I’ll do whatever I damn well please.

Some are cut trim, others wide with a bit of break. Materials range from light chino cottons, cotton-linen blends or madras.

I’ve been wearing them with long-sleeved rugby polos, popover shirts, untucked OCBDs, boat shoes, unlined desert boots, loafers, the occasional linen shawl-collar cardigan sweater and never with socks.

It’s a shame the stupidity can’t last year-round, but much like a mojito, they only feel right under the summer sun.

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