I tried on both and discovered the first still fit after sitting unused at least 5 - 10 years! I couldn't believe it. All other pants from that era are long gone, gone the way of the dodo and 32-inch waists.
["Lookin' good from this angle"]
Then I tried on the second pair, and though the material and fit were to my liking, they felt odd in more ways than one. An inside button seemed in an unusual location; the zipper was shorter than I'm used to, and it could only be easily drawn up and down with my left hand.
Wait a minute, I thought. I'd like to have them but they're not my pants. They belong to my wife!
My wife confirmed my discovery. So we had a good laugh and realized the answer to the question "Who wears the pants in this family?" is 'me'. In fact, I want to wear all the pants in the family!
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