Let’s talk fashion for a bit. I rarely see much in print dealing with what’s fashionable these days, so I figure I might toss in my opinion. I am not going to spend much time chatting about clothes that youngsters are wearing nowadays, but I must say I don’t understand why young ‘uns are wearing ripped up jeans or why holey pants cost more whole ones. I often have torn jeans, but they got that way being too close to barbed wire. I sure didn’t pay extra to look poor.
I would rather discuss what attire is appropriate for us men of distinction. Now, for most of my 50+ years on Planet Earth, I have had a female giving me fashion tips. As a youngster, my mother and sister would offer advice in men’s fashion, and in the past 35 years, I receive daily input from my wife. Oh, in the early days of dating and marriage, her comments would be subtle, like “Babe, that shirt doesn’t go well with those pants”, or “Let me pick out a shirt for you.” Once the honeymoon was over, she’d say, “You’re NOT going to wear THAT, are you?” And “When was the last time you wore that shirt? 1975?”
I must admit that for half a century, my clothing preference hasn’t changed much. I continue to wear jeans nearly every day until they are so threadbare that folks can see what color of drawers I’m wearing underneath. Then I toss ‘em away and head down to Tractor Supply and buy a new pair. Maybe I should sell my old jeans to some kid who doesn’t care about showing off his underwear to the general public.
