“I want a pantaloon that looks like it wouldn’t flinch at the site of an iPhone, infused with modernity and without any suggestion of ‘yo-ho-ho.’”
Getting dressed in early fall is one of life’s most uncomplicated joys. The forecast calls for room temperature, and the full breadth of my closet unveils itself to me.
If only for a few weeks, my loafers, sweaters, leather boots, and summer-weight cotton all coexist in a glut of possibilities that some savvy mid-aughts editor thought to dub the “Transitional Wardrobe.”
It stuck.
Author's summary: Searching for a modern pantaloon.