Thursday, March 30, 2006
Wardrobe Malfunction
This morning in my Finance class, as I was listening attentively, I noticed that I had a pants-related issue. Apparently there's some "friction" that is causing a severe deteriorating of the inseam.
Yes, you heard me. Severe deterioration. Inseam.
Now, this is a curious wardrobe malfunction to have because it is exactly like what happened to me last summer in Alaska, with exactly the same type of pants. The pants at question are Columbia's. They were the only pants I had, being the "half the clothes & twice the money" traveller that I pretend to be.
We went on a climbing trip on the first weekend of the trip. I wore a harness for much of the weekend. After we came back from the glacier, I noticed the same sort of deterioration of the inseam. I figured the pants would last. Nope.
A few days later I was hiking up Mt. McGinnis with Dominik. I stepped forward onto a big boulder thing. RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The exchange proceeded roughly as follows:
Alex: "Hey, Dominik, are my pants ripped?"
Dominik: "Yep"
Alex: "Hmm. That's bad. I don't have another pair of pants."
As you can see from the picture below (taken later that day, from the summit of Mt. McGinnis), I am taking pains to hide my horribly disfigured pants from the camera.
I bought a new pair of pants later that day. Then I bought an identical pair of Columbia pants once I got back to Canada.
Yes, you heard me. Severe deterioration. Inseam.
Now, this is a curious wardrobe malfunction to have because it is exactly like what happened to me last summer in Alaska, with exactly the same type of pants. The pants at question are Columbia's. They were the only pants I had, being the "half the clothes & twice the money" traveller that I pretend to be.
We went on a climbing trip on the first weekend of the trip. I wore a harness for much of the weekend. After we came back from the glacier, I noticed the same sort of deterioration of the inseam. I figured the pants would last. Nope.
A few days later I was hiking up Mt. McGinnis with Dominik. I stepped forward onto a big boulder thing. RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The exchange proceeded roughly as follows:
Alex: "Hey, Dominik, are my pants ripped?"
Dominik: "Yep"
Alex: "Hmm. That's bad. I don't have another pair of pants."
As you can see from the picture below (taken later that day, from the summit of Mt. McGinnis), I am taking pains to hide my horribly disfigured pants from the camera.
I bought a new pair of pants later that day. Then I bought an identical pair of Columbia pants once I got back to Canada.
# posted by Alex Perel @ 10:54 PM 
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Yes, it was inconvenient and embarassing. And getting decent replacement pants in Juneau, without spending a small fortune, is tricky. Juneau is a very expensive town.
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