[1]Shuffling around at home, or taking the dog for a neighborhood walk, I like my sweatpants plain, baggy, made out of cotton, with an elastic waistband and at least one pocket for poop bags and a key. When did this humdrum item become as hard to find as a travel agent? In the teeming metropolis of L.A. which I call home, boasting some of the finest retail outlets on the planet, all I can locate is “athletic” wear that is low-rise, hi-performance, overly spandexed, with a fit as tight as a drum, and as unlikely an item to want to lounge in as thong underwear. Any leads greatly appreciated. (No yoga pants, please!)