A lady asked me today, "Why are these pants legs so wide? Is it just me? How are they supposed to fit?"
I am fashion savvy, so I said, "They're gauchos. They're supposed to fall about mid-calf."
She gave me the most incredulously thrilled look: "You mean, gauchos are back?"
This, to me, is a bad thing (as well as news -- when were gauchos in?), so I said, "With a vengeance." She was delighted and bought the pants, mentioning that she hasn't seen anybody wearing them.
"Now that you know they're out there, you'll see them everywhere."
And they will haunt you in your sleep, I added in my own sleep-addled brain. If today had been any longer, it would have been tomorrow. But, tomorrow! Day off! Beach with newfriendmatt, fatty breakfast, McSweeney's meeting -- ahoy!