That is how far Bermuda or walking shorts extend down one's leg. They seem to be fairly trendy these days and are a cross between pants which makes ones legs sweat profusely and short shorts which infringe a bit on one's dignity. While walking shorts are nothing new and have been worn by generations of women - they are new to me in that I've never really attempted to pull of this look, and own several pairs of short shorts. However, since temperatures, like my age, seem to be on a steady incline I decide its time to trade down literally for a nice pair of walking shorts. With high hopes I pick up roughly 15 different types, try them all on with disappointing results all the way around; yet, there is one plaid pair I'm thinking is doable. So I buy them, take them home and try them on again just to be sure before I detag. Much to my dismay, as I look in the mirror I realize I'm one bad haircut away from batting for the other team. The only thing that is going to be walking is the shorts back to the store.
