One of my early purchases from Swap.com was a pair of palazzo pants
that I thought, from the picture, would be red. When they arrived, I
was somewhat astonished to find they were actually orange, wound through
with glittery gold thread. Clearly far too flashy for everyday use,
even for an Unfashionista, they sat in my closet for months. I spent
several of those months buying and rejecting tops to wear with them, as
I'd decided only a gold top without too much sparkle of its own would do
(the top I wore with my gold star
boots was one that didn't quite make the cut).
Once I finally had a
gold top that I liked, I had to find an occasion to wear the pants. They
seemed too glittery for serious occasions, but too formal for bars and
clubs, so it was a while before circumstances were right.
The
circumstances were: the afterparty for the opening of the
Burning-Man-themed Smithsonian exhibit. The palazzo-pants-based outfit
seemed to me like just the sort of thing an eccentric rich old lady would
wear to a gallery opening. Of course, then I learned that the friend who
had invited me planned to wear his skin-tight tie-dye pants. Clearly
"too flashy" wasn't going to be an issue, but I began to question
whether I should redirect my vibe more towards "partying artist" than
"flamboyant arts patron"...until suddenly, I had a revelation.
Flamboyant – root flam – suspiciously similar to flame – was
exactly what I needed to bring to this gathering of Burners (the
creative community responsible for the Burning Man festival as well as
the night's festivities). What better pair of pants could I choose than
the ones that veritably glowed like fire!?
Apparently I was not the only one to decide on orange pants that night.
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