Wouldn’t you know minutes after these photos were taken I pretty much ruined these pants. Coffee straight to the lap. I mean looking at it now I can see where I went wrong — checking my phone with one hand in the car, coffee no lid in the other hand, Bryan driving, speed bumps. Not that I’m blaming my husband for the spilled coffee, no of course not. But I am saying that speed bumps are meant to slow a car instead of launch one. Eh, white jeans though. We’ve had a good two and a half year run. That’s pretty remarkable for very white, very stainable pants and a very clumsy girl. I’m calling it a success in my book.