Pitiful thing is that when I was in elementary school, I *had* a pair of those.
They were rust/beige/tan/brown stripes.
My mother bought them for me and made me wear them.
I usually try to give people a break about clothes they may have worn in their youth.
But those people generally aren’t trying to throw me in a Gulag and destroy the United States!
I had a double-knit dark green shirt with a lime green lining that I thought was the cat’s meow.
Meow!