It's Harem Time

Last week I succeeded in disturbing the natural ebb and flow of discourse in our office by wearing harem pants in the workplace.  I work with mostly men, and the concept of a drop crotch, especially before 10 am, was too much for them to handle.  My pants were met with commentary like:

“It looks like you’re hiding a third leg in there!”

To which I merely replied:

“Are you jealous?”

The term “harem pant” was quickly discarded, and for the entire day my pants were dubbed “hammer pants.”  This was, on the surface, an MC Hammer reference, but I still secretly wonder whether it was a pronunciation error…

Moral of the story: if you want to confuse your male coworkers, wear harem pants!  They might not even notice the fact that you haven’t washed your hair or put on makeup.

But upon further investigation, it appears the joke is on them.  Not only have harem pants been around for centuries since the ’80’s, but they have also become a male wardrobe staple.  Behold, the male harem pant: for those who want a little extra room (or a third leg…).

It's Harem Time

The business harem pant.

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The urban harem pant.

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The casual harem pant.

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The extreme harem pant.
And, like most good things in life, you can purchase them at Zara.

It's Harem Time

And since it is Monday (and I prefer my Mondays to be musical), here’s a blast from the past (or the present).