They're ludicrous . . . and I love them.
Moreover, I'm getting a surprisingly amount of wear out of them. We're not getting much hot weather so far. The Swiss summer is fleeting, with rain and hailstorms dampening our enthusiasm for the garden and its usual attractions. Behind me you see an empty lawn—no badminton or croquet set out yet and a hopeful hammock that spends more time drying out than being used. The flowerbed stands devoid of its usual wall of sunflowers. You can't start plants in June that usually seed in March.
So these trousers keep my legs covered in the chill mountain winds while serving as a nod to the trend. And it turns out that I've got at least three tops that go with them, though maroon, pink and green are not my usual 'colorway.' It's just what IKEA offered for less than ten bucks.
For anyone looking for a speedy gesture towards the floral trousers trend, note that I finished these in a jiff by eliminating the phony-pockets welts at the back and the zippers at the ankles. I had to take them in around the thighs, using a 42-44 sizing and lengthening my usual 10 cm., and they're still not the "slims" Burda promised.
Here I am above, pulling them out again for a casual Sunday lunch with friends yesterday. The flimsy chiffon top is an old Vogue OOP modelled by my daughter years ago.