Gen-Z Has Started Calling Yoga Pants “Flared Leggings”
Someone named Emma Chamberlain who is famous for some reason or another posted a photo of a very comfortable-looking outfit: a crewneck sweatshirt and sneakers and stretchy pants that she called “flared leggings” and then the Internet blew up.
I know, right? Blasphemous.
Just kidding. Even though we did not call that particular style of leisurewear flared leggings, guess what??? She’s not exactly wrong… and blammo just like that my little lovely ankles babes can breathe freely again.
It’s been a long time. Years, I tell you! I have one old pair from ten years ago in my pajama drawer, I think, and oh happy day, I can now wear those ratty rejects again and be deliriously on-trend. Here’s hoping they’re more widely available in stores, too. I’ll lean in, why not?
The same has been happening with jeans. Out with skinny jeans, in with baggier cuts — which I am cool with since I’ve been sporting skinnies since 2006. Call me flaky if you want, but I’m fine with the change.
Older age demographics quickly took to TikTok for a rebuttal and lots of laughing and “oh my god I can’t believe Gen-Z thinks they invented yoga pants blah blah blah,” which… if you want to feel those emotions, I won’t stop you. If you want to laugh and criticize the conversation around yogapantsflaredlegggings, knock yourself out, babes.
Me? I can’t be bothered with that negativity. There is no short supply of things to be angry about or annoyed with and discrepancies in nomenclature for spandex is not one I will participate in.
I’m going to be over here swaying my lil’ hips back and forth and watching the bellbottoms sway like butterfly wings in the wind.
I’m going to pretend I still take dance classes and chassé across my kitchen floor and end in a hideous and unsuccessful attempt at a leap.
I’m going to wear sneakers and let the bottoms get all tore to bits and muddy, even! Remember muddy pants bottoms? Wasn’t that fun? It’s almost winter here in Minnesota so that will 100% be a part of my reality (you know, whenever I leave my house with any regularity again).
So, to my fellow Millenials in particular who are pissed off and feeling “old” maybe for the first time because we are experiencing the endless and cyclical wave of old styles coming back again, I implore you — mellow out, my loves. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the comfort of returning aesthetics.
Drink a CBD seltzer and chill (while we all wait for Fruitopia to make an eventual? ironic? unlikely? comeback).
G2G TTYL LYSM