Thanks Scarlet, Nancylee, Claire, and Janet for making me feel that I'm not the only person who has had an about face about this whole slouchy pant thing. I know that it's repeating what Angie always says, but the devil is REALLY in the details. The pants looked quite dumpy on me until I had followed all the guidelines, then it was almost magical how those babies were transformed. I was quite dumbfounded and transfixed by what I saw in the mirror.
Ah, MaryK, your fearlessness is really what makes me leap into these things. Anyone who can make emerald green and red look sophisticated is a wonder to me!
ManidipaM, Angie, and Janet, you have no idea of how lucky I am with having ended up with Mr. G. I actually did run him over on the ski hill. My girlfriends and I were novice 20-something skiers who were swooning over this sophisticated, gorgeous, older (early 30s) Norwegian ski instructor so we decided to book a group lesson with him after he smiled at us a couple of times. My friends were a bit more hesitant, but I threw myself into flying down those slopes with great enthusiasm, but very little skill. Unfortunately, the future Mr. G made the mistake of turning his back to me (a mistake he has never made since!) and I plowed into him knocking both of us to the ground in a tangle of legs, arms, skis, and poles. I was SO mortified! But he did buy me a drink later that evening and the rest, as they say, is history. Personally, I think he thought it was his duty to save everyone else on the hill from a similar fate by getting my skiing (and me?) under some sort of control.