Communities policing decency
Back when I was still in my 20s, I had a pair of jeans that was a size too big. I kept them to remind that me that I had attained a weight-loss goal.
Occasionally, I’d wear those jeans around the house, or maybe down the street to babysit. They were comfortable jeans, and I liked the fancy stitching around the belt loops and the pockets. But eventually — probably at mother’s urging — I got rid of those sagging pants.