Long overdue, and forgive me if my attempt to revive this thread fails – it is nothing baller or rare or super cool.
They’re the pants in this fit, don't have an individual picture:
One of my favorite articles of clothing in my entire fashion career (lol) is a pair of dress/dressy pants from the last collection of +J in Fall of 2011. They marked my first pants purchase in two years that was not raw denim and helped me realize that I HATE RAW DENIM BUT SF SAID IT WAS COOL . Despite fitting fairly slim throughout the legs, (and a tad bit too tight for these ridiculous calves), they felt like freedom. Anyway, being a broke HS kid at the time, I couldn't afford it at full retail of 50 dollars but managed to pick 2 pairs up when they hit sale for 30 each – both in gray, the only ones left. Unfortunately I sold one of them to my friend.
I always thought that pants had to be 100% wool (as per SF/MC groupthink) until I wore these – they were *gasp* 30% poly. This actually turned out to be a good thing because the poly content in the pants actually helped it maintain some nice stacks –damn fine stacks at that – as well as the general shape of it because oh, here’s another secret, I usually don’t watch them for weeks on end.
edit - said image of stacks
I’ve alternated between the two of them for almost two years now and have worn them with boots, sneakers, and my non-baller dress shoes (CP officer boots, margielas, Rachel comeys converses etcetc). I even slept in them whenever I crashed at a friend’s place or couldn't find my way home. I think I spent more time with them that with my girlfriend…
The seams on these have actually ripped tons of times ( especially at the calve area) and I’ve hand sewed it back hoping that I could continue wearing them. Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever… this spring, I decided to play sports in them ( handball – the ny version, if you care) and I ripped them forever after a dive to save the ball. I couldn’t believe it at first but when I looked down to see my pale pasty inner thighs and blue polka dot boxers exposed, I knew that the time has come. The rip this time is beyond repair. I’ve since retired these to the back of my closet, where I leave my homo <3 for the next SF group meet.
Currently an internship but when I get back, I am going to retrace the pattern of them and make my own pair. thanks for reading