Button flies on trousers. I don’t
like them. I mean, I’ll accept them if I otherwise like the trousers but I
don’t really see the point. There’s always one at the top that’s all but
impossible to get to when you do up your trousers, meaning you’re technically
walking around with your flies undone. And then there’s the temptation to not
bother doing the next one down. It’s a slippery slope.
I suppose there are some benefits;
you can open your flies just by pulling your trousers apart and letting them
pop open but as time saving measures go it’s hardly a great one. Then again, I
once had a pair of trousers on which the zip fly would seemingly work itself
undone of its own accord, occasionally providing social embarrassment. I
suppose button flies don’t do that. Maybe that’s why they were invented.
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