I liked all of them, but in a way that felt more about novelty than authenticity. So I called up Josh Peskowitz, co-owner of L.A.’s Magasin and the type of pants whisperer I needed. He said I could experiment with pattern or color or shape—but definitely not all three. So I went to Todd Snyder in Midtown Manhattan, where I immediately fell for a cotton pair that reminded me of the Dries bottoms but were not quite as billowy (and so significantly less Depression-era). Also, they were light green—neutral enough but different from anything I owned. They fit perfectly in the sweet spot between casual and formal that, increasingly, is my daily uniform. They’d go from fashion-magazine job to oddly sticky dive bar seamlessly. Most important: They felt like they were on my wavelength—which brought me back to something Peskowitz had said.