Khaki pants are a useful, basic wardrobe staple. I began 2007 with three pairs of khakis: the skinny ones, the capris, and the fat ones.
Sometime in the spring, I ripped a big hole in my skinny khakis. I mourned their passing, for they made my butt look nice. But I didn’t mourn too much because a few extra pounds around my waist meant they didn’t fit all that well anymore. Plus, they had been badly hemmed so that the hems curled up after every wash if I didn’t iron them. Besides, I still had two other pairs of khakis left.
This summer, while helping move furniture into our new house, I got a mysterious grease and dirt stain on the capri khakis. Nothing I’ve tried has removed this giant gray blotch. These pants have been relegated to the “work clothes” pile. I still have hope that I can save them, but for now they can no longer be a part of my regular day-to-day wardrobe.
Last week, just before we left on a trip, I decided to wash and iron some clothes for my husband and myself. Unfortunately, he had left a pen in one of his shirt pockets and I didn’t find it until after the load came out of the washer. I examined the clothes and, miraculously, didn’t find any ink stains, so I put them in the dryer. Only when I started to iron them did I find the tiny ink dots scattered all over our pants, including my fat khakis. Hairspray will get ink out of clothes, but only if it’s still wet. Once they’ve gone through the dryer, it’s too late.
Last weekend I went to TJ Maxx and bought a new pair of khakis. I guess it’s about time.