I haven’t bought a pair of pants without stretchy fabric in at least five years.
Through my 10 lbs. weight fluctuations and in the hot weather and cold, stretchy pants have been the chameleons in my closet. So I was surprised to read in The New York Times that “Yoga Pants are Bad for Women.”
Yoga pants, a staple that has dominated women’s wardrobes in recent years, have only gotten popular because women are trying to look attractive, if this article is to be believed:
“We aren’t wearing these workout clothes because they’re cooler or more comfortable...We’re wearing them because they’re sexy,” it reads.
This is false.
If yoga pants are sexy, they’re sexy as an afterthought. Unless, that is, men find it sexy when my stretch pants mold across my post-burrito belly. I wear yoga pants (and their dressed-up cousin the legging jean) because they are comfortable no matter what I’ve eaten for lunch. What men think about what I’m wearing is the last thing on my mind. It’s insulting to argue that I, like other women who choose to wear stretchy clothes, just want to give men a better view.
The article argues that women should go back to wearing sweatpants or track pants (if you close your eyes, you can remember how Paris Hilton looked in a pink tracksuit gripping a chihuahua sometime around 2005).
“You probably still have a pair, in velour or terry cloth, with the name of a college or sports team emblazoned down the leg,” the article reads.
Yes, I remember those “Juicy Couture” sweatpants we all used to wear. I also remember them all being far too long for my short legs. I could have gotten them hemmed, but who hems leisure pants? Those sweatpants were comfortable enough, but they were also wildly overpriced (they still run for $88 on Juicy’s website). They often came with cheeky, embarrassing sayings emblazoned across the rear.
So, I’m just saying, sweatpants were never that great.
The yoga pants I wear now ($10 when they’re on sale at Old Navy), are usually plain black. When I run in them, the fabric doesn’t get bunched up in the crotch. They move with me and they’re comfortable. For women, that comfort is addictive.
How can women be asked to wear anything that doesn’t stretch now that we’ve all gotten so used to it? Of course, like all fashion trends, these things come and go. In a year’s time, fashion may dictate that we wear wide-legged jeans (the wider the better). But in the meantime, let the stretchy pants live on.
Why is anyone trying to tell women what to wear anyway?