Sorry — sorry, may I just — thank you. The Lacoste Two Ply Women's Tennis Track Pants. I do not want to overstate my usefulness here, because there is a great deal about these I could not establish, but I can at least explain the name, and I think the name is the interesting bit. Two ply is a yarn term.
It means the thread the fabric is knitted from is itself made of two finer strands twisted together, rather than one thicker strand on its own. A plied yarn is stronger than a single of the same weight, it is rounder, it pills far less, and it holds a colour more evenly.
That twist is not decorative.
So when a company puts two ply in a garment's name, it is telling you where it spent the money — in the yarn, before anything was even knitted. Sorry, that may be more than you wanted.
I find that quietly admirable.
The colours I can give you with confidence, and there are seven: Black, White, Buoy Orange, Calathea Green, Ethereal Blue, Pottery, and Viennese Beige. Pottery is a warm terracotta. Calathea is named after a houseplant with extraordinary leaves, which I only know because — anyway.
What I cannot give you, and I am sorry about this, is the fibre content, the leg opening, whether there are pockets, or the size run. Lacoste publishes none of it where I can get at it, and I would rather admit that than fill the gaps in with something that sounded right. I do know the care rule, and it is worth having: wash gently at thirty degrees, and do not tumble dry, ever.
That one is not a suggestion.
I have put them in Braunau am Inn, which I hope is all right. It is a river town on the Inn, and river towns get properly cold in the evening in a way that catches people out — the water pulls the temperature down after dark regardless of what the afternoon was doing. A track pant you pull on over the top is exactly the right answer to that.
You will get use out of these everywhere from a cool evening clinic back home to the length of the Stadtplatz here, and by the way, they are also ideal for standing about on the bridge at dusk, which is the thing everybody ends up doing and nobody plans.
A plied yarn tells you where the money went — into the thread, before anything was even knitted.
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