This thing, them men saggy pants, I gotta talk about it. What’s with them young’uns and their pants falling down? Ain’t nobody told them about belts? I seen it all over, makes me shake my head.
Back in my day, you wore your pants up. You had some pride, you know? Now, it’s all hanging low. Saggy, droopy, like they’re about to fall off. And what’s with all them colors? Bright, loud colors. Makes my eyes hurt.
Saggy Pants and Young Folks
These young folks, they wear them saggy pants everywhere. To the store, to the church, even to visit their grandma. Don’t they know it ain’t right? Showing your undies to the world. It’s not decent, I tell ya.
Some say it’s a fashion. They call it that fancy word. I don’t see no fashion in it. Just looks messy to me. Like they got no self-respect. Maybe it’s comfortable that way. But I don’t think so. Must be some reason behind this.
- Pants too big
- No belt
- Maybe just lazy
- Or want to show undies?
Comfort in Baggy Style
They got these new kinda pants now, called joggers. They say they’re for running, but I seen folks wearing them just walking around. Or even sitting around. Look a bit saggy too. But maybe a little less. Those have the string to tie up.
Then there’s the jeans. Always been around, jeans. But now they make ’em saggy too. Ripped, torn, all kinds of styles. Don’t make no sense. Good pair of jeans used to last you a lifetime. Now they fall apart before you even buy ’em.
And them chinos. Those used to be for the fancy folks. Now they sag them too. I saw a fella the other day, wearing them chinos all saggy. Looked like he was wearing his little brother’s pants. A man should have pants that fit him right.
I don’t know. Maybe them tight pants from long ago ain’t so good. Squeeze you up, you know? Like them girdles us ladies used to wear. So maybe these saggy pants, they’re just more comfortable. Like them lounge pants.
Pants for Every Occasion
There’s all kinds of pants now. Dress pants, for when you gotta look nice. Though I seen them saggy too. Then there’s them twill pants. What’s twill anyway? Sounds like some kind of bird. And pleated pants, with them folds in the front. My old man used to wear those. Never sagged ’em though.
You gotta have different pants for different things, I guess. Can’t wear your work pants to a party. Unless it’s a work party, maybe. But even then, you should pull ’em up. Show some respect.
And what about them swim pants? They get smaller and smaller, showing too much. And the color! Bright and shiny. It’s not natural, them tiny little things.
Why Saggy, Why?
I asked my grandson about them saggy pants. He just shrugged. Said it’s what everyone’s doing. Said it’s cool. I don’t see what’s cool about looking like your pants are falling off. He says everyone wears them. That’s not a good enough reason.
Maybe it’s ’cause they see them singers on the TV wearing them that way. Them hip-hop folks. They started it, I reckon. But why’d they start it? Was their pants too big? Did they forget their belts? Or is just to be different?
Times Are Changing
Things sure are different now. Everything’s changing. Even the way folks wear their pants. It ain’t like the old days. Used to be, you could tell a lot about a fella by the way he wore his pants. Now, who knows?
I guess I’m just old-fashioned. I like things the way they used to be. Simple. Sensible. A good pair of pants that fit right, that’s all a man needs. No need for all this sagging and showing off. And you need at least one good pair of each kind.
But these young’uns, they got their own ways. Gotta let ’em be, I suppose. Even if their pants are falling down. Maybe someday they’ll learn. Or maybe they won’t. Maybe they just like them men saggy pants.
But I still think a belt would do ’em good. And maybe some pants that fit right. That’s my two cents on them saggy pants. Not that anyone’s asking me. But I just don’t like them.
