Legging Horror Continues…
I know, I posted on my opinion of the continuing leggings trend only a couple of weeks ago, but a recent pass through the stores exposed me to fresh horrors that I just had to share. I know that leggings are still in fashion. I know that they’re going to be in stores. I had hoped, though, that the out-and-out leggings (as opposed to skinny pants) would be confined to the juniors department and unobtrusive corners of the t-shirt and hosiery sections. I was thus unprepared to enter the Theory section of Bloomingdale’s and see this:
Dear God.
Since I know this is a super-blurry cell phone pic, let me narrate. They’re leggings. They’re woolly. And they’re fuschia.
Theory is one of the lines that I count on to exercise some sense. You know, well-cut basics for the workplace, with a little interest and a modern line for the girl who wants to look sharp but still appropriate. Theory isn’t a line that I expect to jump on the latest fad. Thick fuschia ribbed leggings? That’s not exercising sense. I really don’t know what to make of it. This doesn’t even give me flashbacks to the 80s – it sends me straight back to when I was six and formal wear consisted of a dress with a flounced skirt, wooly ribbed tights, and black patent Mary Janes. Are they insane? What woman over age 13 do they think will look good in this?
Astonishingly, the normally chic Soho Bloomingdale’s felt the need to devote a whole display table to this horrifying lapse of judgment. I know Theory is a major line for them, but really. I find myself all out of words except for phrases starting with “if your friends jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge…”
