Okay, I totally called this.
IT WAS A JOKE, but sadly, it has become reality (why couldn't this have come true, universe?) Also, how exactly are these different from the circa-1989 acid-washed, elastic-waisted jeans me and my fellow elementary school classmates wore so proudly, envying the way they bunched attractively around each other's hips and ankles?
I hate you, fashion. I really hate you.
And not in the subtextual, When Harry Met Sally way.