I can’t in good conscience recommend these jeans to you.
- They cost $200.
- I could not sit or walk in them for the first month.
- You are not supposed to wash them
But . . . I think this is the best I’ve ever looked in a pair of pants.
Marc Maron has a whole essay on these pants. And I understand why. When I bought them I had to lay down on the floor of the dressing room to get them on, which really made me face my darkest self.
But every time I wear them I feel an ascetic pleasure in the pain of “wearing them in.” Every second of pain will be rewarded with another quarter inch of give. Or who knows, maybe they are slowly reshaping me.