I know this is so completely wrong, but I've been obsessed with these plaid L.A.M.B. pants for an embarrassingly long time. Actually, excuse me, they are not pants; their proper name is "Slouchy Breeches."
You know that rhyme about how to distinguish poisonous snakes by their stripes, "Red and yellow kill a fellow"?
Well, in the fashion world, there's one that goes like this: "Slouchy and Breeches is not what Vogue teaches."
The words "Slouchy" and "Breeches" appearing so close together is just another way Mother Nature says STAY AWAY. These pants and their unfortunate title are just like the deadly coral snake with his red and yellow stripes and venomous bite and tendency to make your thighs look about double their normal size. And still, I yearn for them.
They're on sale on Girlshop.com for like a quarter of their normal price (no snarky remarks about the obvious reasons for this, please), which is still way too expensive. But a girl can dream about her squatty, high-waisted, puff-legged breeches, right?