Pants, Pockets and Pooching.

What I did this morning can't really be called a Wardrobe Refashion so much as a Wardrobe Very Slight Alteration but it has turned a pair of trews that have never been worn into my new favorite things, so I am posting it.

Here's the before.

The chicken is mostly for illustration purposes. See, that style of pockets pooch out in a way that make my hips look so conspicuous that I might as well be carrying a live chicken around in there.
Like this, see:


I should say that the pocket pooching isn't the only reason I haven't worn them. Until very recently I couldn't so much as get them on. Let alone done up. They still have the tags on them even.

I came THISCLOSE to giving them to the goodwill but they are SO SOFT. Like kittens. Kittens made of cashmere. So I kept them. They've been living at the bottom of my "to be refashioned" basket.

I was poking around in it this morning, found them and thought "huh". See, I've lost 44 lbs since I last tried them on. Turns out they fit now. They're not loose and the pockets were still a giant issue for me but they fit.
So I sewed up the pockets. zzzzzzwoop. Less than a minutes work and BWALA! New pants*.
Here's how they look now:




*Just for the record I'm going with the Canadian/US meaning of pants here not the UK one. I'm pretty comfortable with both as I was raised by a "pants" quothing Canadian in London, where pants means undies, panties or knickers."