I didn’t wear white pants for years. Years. And it’s not, as you might imagine, that I didn’t like white pants. On the contrary. I gazed enviously at women who wore them, longing for a pair of my own.
I dog-eared pages in Real Simple and Vogue, examples, I thought, of white pants worn well. I repeatedly presented them to my besties who never failed to remind me, “You know you can’t wear white pants.” Of course not. No size 12 woman should ever wear white pants. Their unwritten rule became mine.
Until one day I snapped. Continue reading