Today I'm wearing that pair of pants. You know, the one that mostly fits but is a little too short? Typically, I wear them as capris, and then there isn't a problem. Every now and again, though, I stare at my closet (or, more realistically, the pile of clothes on the floor) and get to thinking.
"Hmm. I bet I could wear those as pants." I put them on. "A little too short. Maybe if I just tug here and wear them with flats..."
It's my own fault. I bought them at Old Navy. I have never, ever found a pair of pants at Old Navy that was truly long enough. They're sneaky, though.
"Maybe if I just buy one size bigger..."
Tricky little buggers. Now I've spent 80% of my day pulling my pants down and 100% of my day feeling stupid for wearing short person pants.