I was in the third or fourth grade when flared pants made their revival in the late 90s. This was my fashion-awakening.
It was storytime. Or recess. Something that involved my classmates sitting on a colorful rug in a group. I was between two of my friends. One of them was the queen bee of elementary school. The other... not so much. Queen Bee had come to school that day wearing the most peculiar pants. They were slim down the thigh, but ballooned out at the knee and hid her shoes. I was baffled -- what were those things? Not So Much clearly was baffled too, but being much more brash than I, she immediately pointed them out, nose wrinkled in disgust.
"They're called flares," Queen Bee said wisely.
Not So Much told her they were weird.
"They're in," Queen Bee insisted.Read More