How to Wear Print Pants

The Outfit

Urban Outfitters print pants

H&M top

Tahari ruffle coat

The Accessories

Forever 21 necklace

Chloe wedges

Chanel bag

Marc by Marc Jacobs sunglasses

The Grade

A+

The Commentary

I've been dreaming of one day attempting printed pants since I saw this DKNY Spring 2010 look. It is chic, easy, mixed-prints perfection. It literally haunts my dreams.

So when I saw these floral printed pants at UO I nearly keeled over. The shape was the kind of odd I know works with my body---fitted at the waist, slouchy acorss the hips, and slim in the legs. They fit like a glove, very flattering. Well, in a man-repelling kind of way.

Case in point: Mr. Diabolina buried his head in hands when he saw them, shaking his head and lamenting, "O my goodness. I really don't understand these." At that moment I gave this outfit an A+. Done.

Got another sign from the Universe that me and these pants were meant to be today. My mom and I finally went to check out the TJ Maxx in Santa Monica for the first time. My jaw dropped when I saw the very print that inspired the outfit, there waiting for me. What are the odds? Haven't seen it in stores in a year.

Next time I plan to do a stripped or floral top instead of the plain black with the floral necklace.

But when attempting a high degree of fashion difficulty, it's like Bob said: baby steps.

The Inspiration

The Reality TV Star Sightings

Saw Kyle from RHOBH on the Promenade today. Noticed the gorgeous long ponytail first. Then the fur vest. Then the Chanel bag.

Still hadn't recognized her since she was tinier than I imagined. We're talking my mom's size. And just as turned away from her, I saw her older daughters. When she called out, "Portia" to a little curly haired baby, I knew. 

They were leaving as we were coming in. And then as we were paying for our haul a half hour later, the girls came back. They said Kyle had left her credit card behind.  F21 employees seemed baffled.

Forever's not the best place to leave anything behind. Hope they found it.

Not an hour later, I found myself behind that Michelle from The Bachelor. You know the bananas who gave herself a black eye in her sleep. 

We were at Wasteland. She was with another contestant from the show. She kept bugging her eyes out at me. "Recognize me" they pleaded. Ugh. So I tried to look at her as vacantly as possible. 

Snapped this sneaky shot for ya. She was skinny minnie, standard hot chick outfit, GORGE hair, pretty made up face. Too bad the energy was witCHY. 

I love that I told my mom about both reality TV stars. She peeped 'em but really she couldn't have cared less. She just wanted to go to Anthropologie.