I am not sure I want a pair of white pants. I think I recall Clinton and Stacy saying that they don’t work well for broad-beamed girls.

But I do really want them. And just like this blogger I know I would look fantastic in them paired with a 3/4 sleeve nautical striped tee and Sperrys. Even with a white wine spritzer and I don’t care for white wine.

But, being Southern, or more importantly, being raised by Southern grandmothers at every corner of my life, I know white pants are like white shoes. They don’t make an appearance until after Easter.

I can’t say why. Unless it’s like a cross emblem with no dead Jesus…it’s a symbol of the purity of Christ’s blood for me. It’s a stretch, but that’s all I have…