They’re not wearing bell bottoms any more. They’re out.
Who is they?
You know, the people that decide fashion for us. Like this summer I hear ankle length capri pants are in.
For me?
Oh no not you, silly thing. And they’re cuffing the bottoms too.
But who are they? Do they ever get anything wrong, whoever they are?
Oh it doesn’t work that way. They know more about these trends than we do.
You sure about that? Like what if they’re just telling us what is in because they don’t really have a plan.
That doesn’t happen. They always have a plan.
But what if you don’t like what they say is the in look. What then?
Well that’s your choice. You can troll around looking like a Neanderthal or comply with the trends.
How do they know they’re right?
Well just look how confident they are presenting their styles.
They look like arrogant know-it-alls that defend their choices by making people feel inadequate to make their own.
You don’t get to make that call, my dear. You’re certainly not a measuring stick of fashion. They are.
They ever get it wrong?
Not usually.
Then why do you have all those palazzo pants you’ve never worn. Most of them still have tags on them.
Maybe that one didn’t catch on but it’s not their fault. It’s just ignorance of the consumer.
So this measuring stick. Who decides what it measures?
Oh I have no time for this. I’m off to Skydel’s for harem pants.
I thought you said capri pants were in.
Dear lord, you’ve got to keep up with this stuff. That was fifteen minutes ago. Seems capri pants shrink so now they’re going with mid-calf harem pants. They’re all the buzz.
Wow that caught on fast. Funny, I didn’t hear a buzz.