Posts tagged ‘pants’
Gauchos, Another Sartorial Breakthrough
OK, you’re probably thinking, “Great, here’s Sonia wearing a mish-mosh of prints again. Bring on the lecture on how to mix-and-match.” And perhaps you’re right; maybe my style has become predictable in that I’ve run out of new ways to wear the pieces in my wardrobe, but I’m not ready to surrender to that assessment. So hear me out. Unlike previous posts of me playing textile mixologist (in this exact same shirt no less), I am here to tell you about the Gaucho pant.
Much like Tevas and Mom Jeans (I swear, I’m almost done referring to them on a daily basis), Gaucho pants were one of my favorite pieces to make fun of as a teenager. I don’t know if any of you have seen Never Been Kissed, but Josie Grossie (played by Drew Barrymore) wears the most awkward pair of spandex Gaucho pants that only fueled the ridicule fire from me and my friends.
Much like sporks or skorts, Gaucho pants are basically a cross between capris and matronly, ankle-length skirts. They billow like a flag in a wind storm and will forever receive curious comments like, “Are those pants or a skirt?” — a direct quote from Never Been Kissed and a man at the engagement party I wore them to earlier this year.
The old me would have hated such questioning comments, convinced that someone or everyone was making fun of me. But as it goes with every coming-of-age story involving a lesson learned, my hatred toward Gaucho pants was quickly swayed when I saw this pair of printed silk Tibi pants many moons ago (I got them for Christmas). I first tried wearing them the night of New Year’s Eve, but my friends told me they wouldn’t be seen with me in public and that I’d never get laid in them, let alone get a midnight kiss. (For the record, I wore something slightly revealing and still went home by myself to a bowl of pasta). I have since worn them to almost every festive cocktail party in the past few months — the aforementioned engagement party, my mom’s birthday, and a 7-course dinner party — and know they’re not going to be retired any time soon. These billow babies may not be timeless, but they are certainly seasonless.
You see, not only do they allow for the breathing room of a skirt, but they provide the comfort of pants — very clutch for those of us who have a tendency to sit with our legs apart (I blame this habit on the all girls school education I had through senior year of high school). So basically what I’m saying is that since I’ve now adopted Mom Jeans and Gaucho pants into my wardrobe, I guess Tevas are the next step in my sartorial, coming-of-age breakthrough. Are you with me!? If not then just watch me look like an idiot in the gif below.
Zara blazer | Topshop shirt | Tibi pants | Gucci heels | Vintage earrings | BaubleBar, Vintage & Hermes bracelets | Gorjana rings
// photos by Emily Malan
When I was packing for San Francisco a few weeks ago, I threw these pants in at the last minute (literally, it was 5:15am and my limo driver was downstairs waiting for me) knowing that they didn’t really “go” with any of the other pieces I’d packed for my trip.
I’m a bit notorious for these last minute throw-ins, particularly when I have hardly any room left in my suitcase. When I was a little girl, these additions were in the form of stuffed animals, troll dolls, and maybe an extra set of plastic pearls. You know, the essentials. Today however, I’ve traded in my extra teddy bear for a random article of clothing or jewelry that has nothing to do with the other pieces I’ve planned so meticulously for over the past few days. And yet, without fail, these eleventh hour extras end up being the first thing I go to upon arrival.
Having no prepared outfit for these Clover Canyon pants ended up being a blessing, as it allowed me to mix-and-match my look without the shadow of a planned outfit hanging over me. I’d always imagined myself wearing these pants with a crisp white top, this oxblood blazer, and a pair of silver stilettos, but alas none of these pieces accompanied me on my trip to SF. So, with a “don’t match, don’t care” mindset, I put on all the pieces that I actually wanted to wear that day and much to my delight found the mismatched ensemble to be an unbeatable combo.
Wearing the Pants
When it comes to dressing up, I have always been more of a dress person. But in the last year I have found myself increasingly drawn to pants, pants, and more pants. My closet, which once boasted perhaps three pairs of “fancier” trousers, is now overflowing with pants in a rainbow of colors, and I without question reach for them more often than not.
It’s not that I’m not longer fond of dresses — I love those feminine frocks, you know? — but there’s something rather powerful and dare I say, sexy, about a woman in pants and heels.
Now, I have yet to ask any men about their thoughts on the power and sexiness of women in pants over dresses; but it’s not about them, is it? If you feel good in what you’re wearing then eff the rest! Am I right!?
Peanut Butter & Jelly
Certain colors go together like peanut butter and jelly; no matter the brand or bread, pb & j will always taste good (I actually have a friend who just made pb & j using a tortilla) much like the fiery fall colors of orange, red, and yellow.
Yesterday, on a stroll through Central Park, I couldn’t help but notice my color coordination with the autumnal trees around me. I’m not normally that colorful of a dresser, but wearing such eye-catching and seasonal tones while everyone else around me was wearing black Lululemon while pushing their strollers around (the quintessential Sunday morning in Central Park) was a definite morning coffee perk for me.
And before you go thinking that the trees and I called each other the night before to plan matchy matchy outfits, think again. We didn’t talk; hell, I don’t even know these guys, though they were more than willing to let me swing on their branches.
Never did I think that silk electric blue pants would have a place in my wardrobe, but when I saw these suckers there wasn’t a moment’s hesitation to click and buy. This was at least two years ago and still, these pants find themselves in frequent rotation.
At first I would only pair them with more neutral pieces — grey t-shirt, black sandals, white blazer, for example — because I figured that electric blue pants didn’t need anything else to give them any extra flavor. But, as the old saying goes, “more is more,” and recently I’ve gone equally as bold with my accessories and shirts.
You’re guaranteed to get some looks on the street, but really, who cares about that?