Knew a guy who wore a trenchcoat, black, and a kilt, standard red tartan, even when it was 110 out.
Was chilling with his younger brother one day bitching about how fucking hot it was when this badass walks up in said attire with his guitar slung over his shoulder, goes "shut up you pussies", pulls out his guitar, and does a bit of improv chords while singing the last couple of things we'd said, something like "it's hot as balls out here"
I wish I could be even a 10th as cool as that guy was, because goddamn
If I looked like this, I'd have to beat the women back with a stick!
Because they are filthy peasants of course and I can't have them touching my finery. Also my wrists would be too delicate to wield a stick, so I'd have a boy for that.
Perhaps it is this man’s display of the wealth required to buy these dandy clothes which procures said marriage proposals.
Meanwhile I, despite flawless erudition, am judged by my daily wear of “wife beater” apparel. I blame the casual utterance of such profanities.
If my tank top offends any woman for being wife beater toppage, I say to her “Madam, I have no wife. Would you please to hand me another beer from yonder fridge?”
i mean making your own clothes, especially fancy olden time ones, is not something poor people in the west can do. It takes soooo much time that you need to spend working an actual job so you can earn money to buy food.
Just reminded me, when I was 21 my credit card had a 500 limit but I was asked to travel. Company cards were NOT a thing here, only the CFO had one so they were forced to put me up places with a corporate account. Because of this was staying in a very ritzy four star hotel near silicon valley for a whole month and I had a Sunday check in to get settled. Being young broke and largely oblivious to social norms in a way only a lower class homeschooled kid with ADHD could be I showed up for check in warring ripped khaki rock climbing pants and a stretched out Ramones tanktop with a flannel tied around my waste. The old folks behind me were talking under their breath about how " you really cant tell" and new internet money is changing all the rules. Lmfao they had no idea that I couldnt afford more than the rental car deposit
We call those "vests" it sleeveless shirts in Australia, and they don't have any bad image, they just suggest the wearer exercises or is very bothered by heat, or (with the plain white ones) has taken off a button-up shirt
I've met people like this. They tend to have delusions about their wierd thing. Im confident those proposals were mostly in his head or from one off jests.
I used to dress weird (anything from HS Thompson in Fear and Loathing to Victorian-ish numbers to goth stuff) for the hell of it and got a lot more positive attention than otherwise. I suppose it was effort and confidence more than anything else, but who knows. I never took it very seriously, so not sure what the article's subject's real story is.
Getting more tangental but thought I would share. I went to fandom cons in my youth and middle age and some fen had like costume identities. We stopped by a guys place spontaneously because we were in the area and when he answered he was like. Give me a min and then came back in his costume and invited us in.
That's honestly very cool. As long as he's not being an ass about it, I think it's neat that he's expressing himself on a daily basis and wearing what makes him happy.
Not like this they don't! At least not in any of the places I frequent. Sure, people will dress pretty slick for formal parties now. I guess maybe this was all formal wear for its era, and not something worn daily. Or maybe it was worn daily for the very wealthy.
Biggest reason? Dressing this fancy is expensive. Prohibitively, in many cases, at least as an every day thing. I like to dress up from time to time, but I would need a lot more fancy clothes in order to dress up to that degree every day.
I wouldn't really apply the word cool to a meticulously thought out, complicated outfit. Cool invokes effortlessness, this is anything but. This is impressive and grandiloquent.
because good clothes don't fucking exist anymore, all you can buy is trash tier stuff made in an indonesian sweatshop by people who can barely afford food, which the shop then charges 200 bucks for.
it just makes no sense to buy anything other than tshirts and jeans these days, everything else is just extra profit to evil companies and isn't of higher quality.
Back in the day clothes were actually high quality and practical, if you can get your hands on some authentic second hand stuff you'll see the difference.
Can one count forward to where they started? I could entertain the argument 0 is uncountable, it exists but it has no effect, it's only a starting place, until exponents and calculus come into play, but that's where I got off the math train
Honestly, you'd be surprised. I never went this far, but as a man who used to own many colorful blazers, bowties, pocket squares, fancy pants, etc...women respond to the confidence.
People did used to look better back in the day. (Photos below)
It's also nice that every culture had their own style. Now everyone wearing jeans and a T-shirt is bad, but the awful american dad sneakers and white socks with baseball cap does it.
We need to go back. At least on special occasions or something. Don't think going the UK and everyone wearing a suit or going to Japan and everyone wearing a Kimono is better?
I mean, by people I think you mean people with money. People dress appropriate to their station. People then doing manual labor couldn’t afford clothes like the dude in the post and wouldn’t have wasted money on clothes that weren’t durable and easily cleaned.
T-shirt and jeans became the standard due to their cheap cost to manufacture, durability, and standardized sizes and popularity in the mining, farming, and railroad industry, and again with WWII.
Not a lot of jobs these days that allow for fancy dress and not many people can afford their own tailor. Not to mention temperatures were much cooler back then allowing all those extra layers, where as now you’d melt in some parts.
So instead of wearing the uniform of the modern elitist class he's wearing the uniform of a prior eliteist class. Is not reinforcing class division, but it's still tacky as hell.
I'm okay with men in corset, bra, girdle, shapewear in general., thongs (must get a Brazilian wax, for the look, ofc)and stilettos. 8 hours, consecutively, that's it (under wires optional, I'm not that cruel).