Someone with, apparently, holes in his head, decided that the Universe needs these pants. I suppose this is a way to tacitly broadcast to the rest of the yoga class, during those revered moments of tranquil silence, that you are, indeed, an asshole. Ahhh. Clothes that make the w-om-an.

If you absolutely must have a pair, you can find them at Girlshop.

P.S. It would be nice if the ass that was photographed at least looked like it got up off itself once in a while and actually engaged in the activity for which the pants are intended.