A few weeks ago I went shopping (eek!) for three-quarter pants for work. I bought a blue pair that I thought were pretty and a khaki print pair that I didn't think were pretty but they were on sale for ten dollars.

Ten dollars!

I've not received a single compliment on the pretty blue pair (or on the blue shirt I bought at the same time) but in the two days that I've worn the khaki pair I've had three compliments!


I rarely get compliments on anything so three is a record.

I came home and had a look in the mirror and I still don't like them all that much. But I'll keep on wearing them.

Obviously I don't know what good taste looks like.


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