In honor of my birthday, I am going to tell you a secret:
I don't hate white pants.
At least, not all white pants... There are still some white pants that I think are terrible. But over the last year, my defenses have broken down, and I've begun to realize that I don't hate all white pants. In fact, I decided that I would kind of like a pair of white pants...
This, of course, does bring up many questions, such as, if I've been such a rampant hater of white pants (remember Calvin who was eaten by piranhas?), am I allowed to wear them? Also, what about that "no white after Labor Day" rule? What does that mean? And when can you wear white again after Labor Day?
But the truth of the matter is, I have a pair of white pants. In fact, I am wearing them today. And so, for your enjoyment and to ensure you believe me, here is a picture:
Will wonders never cease?