Not long ago in his office, Ben was waxing emphatic on his strong negative feelings about shopping at Old Navy. I myself am not a huge fan either, for a variety of reasons, but the other day sucked it up and went to Bay Street in Emeryville for the purpose of buying new pants.
I have been wearing the same five pairs of pants since June, when I put my clothes into storage and moved to camp. The purchase of an additional pair of jeans in Israel, for the lowlow price of 375 shekels (almost $100) because western- or European-style clothes are SO expensive there, brought my total up to half a dozen. One was a pair of black wool lined Ann Taylor dress pants, though, which while quite helpful for the few dress-up events I did encouter didn't really count anyway in the everyday rotation of things.
So, my sheer exhaustion of these pants coupled with the fact that I apparently ate a lot of falafel for post-ulpan dinner and leftover chocolate cake for Shabbat morning breakfast while living in the Middle East--in preparation for moving to a Ghanaian refugee camp, natch, where one eats food brought on the UN supply trucks--meant none of the six of them actually really even FIT anymore. To remedy this problem I did a little sweatshop-supporting earlier this week by purchasing five of the exact same pairs of pants at Old Navy: green, grey, brown, and two shades of khaki. This effectively doubled my lower-body clothing options.
Fortunately, all the pants were on sale so this was a much less expensive wardrobe upgrade than I thought it might be. Unfortunately, they were all about six inches too long so I had to take them in two separate rounds to the cleaners to be altered. Of course I could not take them all at the same time, because then I would be back in the same situation with five tired pairs of pants that didn't fit. So right now two of them are being hemmed and the other three are faux-cuffed with safety pins, so that I can actually get dressed in the morning.
Yay new pants! It does not take much to make me happy.
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New Pants Day is a great pleasure when Things Are In Storage. (So is Retiring Pants Day when Things Are Back.) Happy to read about it!
You alone are qualified to understand this situation, I feel. Thank you for your words of encouragement and support, and all the best to you as you settle back in to New York!
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