OK, OK – I know. I’m obsessed. But really, when you buy a pair of pants like this and you’re seriously going to wear them, someone needs to point out that they’re absolutely awful.
In the name of all things fashion – I bought a pair of diaper pants today. Not because I’ve had a change of heart. Oh no. I bought & wore them today so that they could be destroyed in the Hali Festival.
It’s my own sort of protest. In all honesty, though, it kind of backfired – because I had to wear the damn things in public – and no one understood that I was being ironic. Yes, they did get color splashed all over them. Yes, they’re technically destroyed. Was my point made?
Diaper pants in public
No – because I still paid someone $5 of my hard earned money for these things. And, again, I wore them in public. I give up. People will continue to wear them, whether or not I’m a hater. I’ll continue hating in silence now (plus, they really are pretty comfortable).
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