A while ago I wrote about the ubiquitous disco pants. I view them with great suspicion and some confusion. They’re one of those items that you see on someone six foot and six stone and get fooled into buying. I’m not immune to it but I do recognise when it’s happening to me.
So, I let it happen. I got some, to see what the fuss was about. I’m still suspicious and of course typical female body dysmorphia prevents me from being able to judge these properly. I’ve done two outfits in a bid to find a style I’m comfortable with. Flick left to the next one, definitely my preference!