Everyone Has Pineapple Pants In Their Past
When I was in grade nine my mom found a pair of pants she had in the '70's and passed them on to me. They were black and harem-style-ish and had black embroidered pineapples all over them. Since grade nine was the year that I started growing (I think I grew 3 inches that year), I quickly outgrew them and the ankle band sat mid-calf for most of that year.
Mom and Brenna staged an intervention in about April and threw the pineapple pants into the garbage.
I still think about them sometimes. They were awesome. Even though every other kid at my school was in cream and white Club Monaco sweatshirts and flared jeans.