No.

People who know me know I have a deep, unwavering distrust of anything that flares out at the edges. Yet, this fashion trend clings to society like static on polyester. It all starts off so promising—narrow at the base, snug in the middle, and then BAM!, why-is-this-even-happening explosion of fabric at the end swallowing your ankles whole. Well, someone sat down and thought, what's missing from pants? A parachute at the bottom! Bucket hats? Bellbottoms? Bootcut pants? It's all the same story. They start off looking like a dream, hugging every contour, then suddenly, all loose ends and flappy, trying to depart. Everything was going fine, and right at the end, someone went, Nah, let's get weird with it because why not? Oof!

I am not emotionally prepared for clothing that suddenly widens on the fringe without warning.