It turned out that there actually was one other woman wearing pants to church in my ward today: the 93-year-old retired professor who always wears pants. I saw lots of people in purple, which secretly thrilled me even though I don’t think any of them knew about the event, and were probably just wearing purple because they like purple. But someone did recognize that I was wearing pants for “Wear Pants to Church Day.” He was inscrutable, so I’m not sure whether he approved or not. But I know he likes me whether or not he approves. And I felt great. So in the end, I’m pretty happy with today.