my wardrobe has not had a significant update since the clinton era. and even then i wouldn't say that i had a strong grip on fashion.

yesterday i went to banana republic in an attempt to bring myself a little further into the new century. i grabbed an armful of shirts and pants and headed to the dressing room. during my tryings-on, i was shocked and dismayed to discover a a pair of pleated pants in the mix. pleated! i may not know much, but i DO know that pleats never looked good on anybody. never. ever.