There is something that I find irresistibly delicious about a pair of pants that gets so rebelliously wrinkled throughout the day. Sit down… they crease. Cross your legs… knee wrinkles. It is the imperfection of linen that I find so intoxicating. I love the contrast of the crinkled linen with the crisp lines of the preppy tan blazer. Also, the touch of unexpected skin makes this a perfect date outfit. Business on the top… party in the middle… and, well, crinkles down the legs. I know, it doesn’t sound hot, but it is. Do linen.
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