I’ve been eyeing the orange Fake Bake Fever pants from Bonobos for a while, but due to a combination of my indecisiveness and practicality when it comes to sartorial matters, I constantly argued with myself over how much I’d actually use these pants. Would my frequency of use warrant such a purchase?
Long story short, they eventually sold out in my size. A little saddened, though it made my decision easier.
Ironically enough, Michael H. over at Bonobos contacted me and over a series of short email exchanges, I happened to mention my love of Fake Bake Fever and my disappointment that they were out of stock in my size.
Much to my delight (and bewilderment) I found these waiting for me at my desk several days later. What an amazing surprise!
Bonobos pants require a hem, so I went upstairs to my extremely attractive tailoress slash girlfriend, Katie (of Fifth&Brannan fame), to take care of the alterations. It’s nice dating a men’s designer who knows her way around a Singer.
Halfway through the alteration, one leg has been slimmed down slightly and taken up significantly. Can you tell which leg? The differences aren’t extremely obvious in these images as they were during the fitting, but we cut off six inches total.
I left a little more break since they have yet to be washed. Also, I was thinking of rolling them up, since I imagine myself wearing these during my random jaunts to Honolulu and South Beach.
I was actually in South Beach this past weekend (happy birthday to me), and I got to take these crazy pants out for a spin. The lady was in this vibrant J.Crew dress; I wish we had pictures together. Needless to say, the pants got a lot of looks.
Well, then again, maybe those looks were directed at my date.
Too loud and crazy? A perfect pair of go-to-hell pants? What do you think?