Things were so simple (and loose) back then, but someone had to come along and decide SpongeBob proportions were attractive — which they can be.
Maybe it’s because wide, pajama-like trousers worn with a ribbed crew-neck sweater and dirtied Jack Purcells remind us of sleeping, which we’d rather be doing most of the time anyway. Maybe we’re unaccustomed to the comparative roominess low-slung peg-legs afford. Or maybe it’s just because we think our limbs shouldn’t resemble fabric-encased hot dogs all the time.
Where have all the good, nonrestrictive pants gone? They’re right here.
this is some kind of spaceship or something.