Zo will agree when I tell you I’m always banging on about wanting trousers that aren’t jeans. When I’m forced out of my pyjamas and actually have to get dressed like a normal human being (i.e when I’m not working from home, and only then reluctantly), I open my wardrobe and think “please offer me something other than jeans“. My wardrobe smirks (well, it would if it could) and spits out satisfied piles of monopolistic denim. Sad faced I turn to Zo, (well not literally – WhatsApp is really quite restrictive when it comes to physical motions), “I really want trousers that aren’t jeans“.
You may recall (if you are a lovely, loyal reader) we did a little listicle of easy trends to try in 2017. You know what? I actually inspired myself. Yep. I was inspired by my own blog to tap into that utilitarian/military vibe, and buy a pair of cargo pants. There aren’t a huge number of styles around right now, and trying to find cargo pants with 34″+ inseams is like similarly trying to find a pair of ski salopettes for long legs (a futile search – and yes, off skiing this weekend #smug).
Accepting my fate – that of being destined to wear above ankle length cargo pants (oh, the suffering!) – I opted for this Rag & Bone pair which were in the sale on My Theresa. A perfect example of why hems and cuffs aren’t such a big deal, these look great cuffed with Zo’s Golden Goose high tops.
Styling the trousers, I had been inspired by a photo I came across when window shopping on Net A Porter – an outfit layering different patterns, colours and textures. Stripes are on trend in 2017, so I layered a stripy knit number from GAP under an old denim shirt and my faithful leather Muubaa jacket, which features so regularly here, since leather jackets with long sleeves are a rare thing. The beauty of cargo pants is that they can work equally well with a denim jacket, or even a sparkly top and high heels.
Smugly pushing the jeans cartel aside, I now wear my cargo pants almost daily with trainers and a denim jacket (when not in my pjs, of course). This sounds silly in my own ears, so I’m sure it will yours too, but I feel full of energy in these cargo pants, bounding around like I’m an extra in La La Land. And the best part? Zo no longer has to listen to me banging on about wanting a bloody pair of trousers that aren’t jeans.
(Please forgive a silent week ahead – on the slopes ?⛷)
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