Is it a weird affectation that Jesse Kamm has dubbed her pants ‘Kammpants?’ Maybe! But these pants ARE a category unto themselves – something altogether different from the denim, sweatpants, and trousers in my closet – so I’ll defend her right to give her pants their own nomenclature anyday. Kammpants are thick cotton canvas – thick enough to kind of stand up on their own – super high rise in a way women in their 30s like me like, and I feel so deeply like myself in them. Like, literally, when drunk and feeling dumb and contemplative, I’ve actually had the thought: am I a sentient Kammpant?