Jeans are generally my uniform (or yoga pants which my mother insists on calling fat-pants). I have promised myself to slowly ween myself off of wearing my favourite denim bottoms and try to start wearing dresses, skirts or even tailored trousers during the day.
These fabulous gold brocade trousers keep this look from being forgettable/beige/vanilla and inject a little I-stole-Mick-Jagger's-pants-from-a-concert to the entire ensemble.
UPDATE: My fabulous friend and fellow blogger Izzy (see her blog here), has just informed me that these Ziggy Stardust beauties come from Topshop. A pat on the back to big Phil!