I've had these pants for years and years. I wore them to my HORRIBLE orthodontist appointment the other day (grrrr! spit!) and I remembered why I never wear them. Those two things are completely unrelated, I just needed to rant ever so briefly about the rude, good-for-nothing, money sucking orthodontist.
Back to the pants...I forgot to take a before picture, probably in a rage of anger or something. I don't know how I feel about the "improvement." I think they were just therapy. Better than eating a tub of ice cream...mmMMm...ice cream.
So remember kids: caffeine + anger = cutoffs.