I have a bizarre, almost unreasonable hate for capris. I will refrain from going into a rant about them here, because I know you own a pair. It’s okay. Every woman owns at least one pair of capris. I’m not judging you for it, but I hate those things with a passion. They are like…pants that are going through puberty…not yet fully grown from their cute stage as shorts, and no quite an adult yet, leaving them awkward-looking. Effing capris.
Eff Off, Old Navy!