Zimmermanhosen Confessions

Between second and seventh grade, I went to a school that required that I wear grey corduroys. Every day. I loathed them. When I left that school, at twelve years old, I swore to myself that I would never wear a pair of corduroys again.

And I kept that vow until earlier this year when, in Germany, I came across a couple carpenters in Germany on their one-year traveling post-apprenticeship waltz. As it turns out, journeyman German carpenters wear some pretty wild bellbottom corduroys — zimmermanhosen. Although I tried, I couldn’t resist acquiring a pair at a local work clothing store.

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A year and a couple more trips to Germany later, I now own several pair of zimmermanhosen and wear them nearly every day. They are tough, distinctive, and have pretty awesome double-zipper flies. And although I love them, I still feel a little conflicted every time I put them on.

4 thoughts on “Zimmermanhosen Confessions”

  1. I always thought tourists from abroad are interested in german beer, cookoo clocks and Lederhosen. But Zimmermannshosen?!
    Boy, one never stops learning ;)

  2. I always thought tourists from abroad are interested in german beer, cookoo clocks and Lederhosen. But Zimmermannshosen?!
    Boy, one never stops learning ;)

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