Hat Head
You know, I wish people would go back to wearing hats, and in general dressing more formally, the way they used to, instead of the I’m-just-taking-a-break-from-cleaning-the-garage look that everyone sports on the street now. There, I’ve said it.
And by the way, they should make the wearing of pastel jogging suits in public a felony. Make that jogging suits of any color. And hip-huggers: no female on earth can look attractive in those; they’re just more evidence that the fashion world has been taken over by a set of reverse puritans who hate the natural female form.
February 5th, 2005 at 5:07 am
Now you’ve set me off.
Flesh boiling out of those low cut hip huggers that are apparently still de rigueur is about as attractive on even svelte young things as cracks are on fat plumbers with their heads buried under the sink; on women with some honest flesh on their bones, the situation can be eyeball-burning critical.
Sometimes ya wanna say “Get a clue, it is simply NOT attractive having a roll of flesh splooshing out from under a tee-shirt; does the term beer-gut ring any bells for ya?” (Of course I wouldn’t do that, as it would be rude. But I THINK it.)
Hip-huggers are like, the anti-style: I just don’t understand how some young lady can look reasonably attractive in a two-piece at the pool (I live in California), and look gawd-awful an hour later in those pants. It’s a bizarre transformation.
What? - Are they comfy or something? Is that the thing?
The style is NOT sexy. Or attractive. And never was.
February 5th, 2005 at 12:16 pm
Full disclosure: I am a clothes-for-comfort slob who would have to have a real good reason to pry myself into panty-hose, pumps, and a designer suit (like, everyone else do it first so I’ll feel guilty about looking like dreck). And I once owned a pair of hip-huggers, back in the 70s when they first became fashionable among teens and preteen girls who wanted to be “cool.” They were really hideous too — mint-green and white tie-dye patterned. And I can vouch that they were not comfortable; I always felt like they were about to fall off my ass, and since I was a pencil-shaped hipless geek at age twelve it’s a wonder they didn’t. But I was Cool! At that age it mattered. I also owned a pair of wedgie sandals with three-inch-high soles. They didn’t make shoes out of the light stuff we have today, and wearing them was like trying to walk with a pair of concrete block strapped to your feet.
February 5th, 2005 at 2:35 pm
Too true. My grandparents used to dress up to go to the local shops and they lived in a small town.
The “muffin look” has invaded Australia. You can’t go anywhere without seeing some young woman showing off a bountiful belly due to the wearing of hipsters and a too-tight t-shirt.
My greatest fashion memory is when I attended a Duran Duran concert in 1983 wearing a John Taylor t-shirt, a net singlet, a bubble skirt, plastic clear sandals and a big belt with studs on it. My hair was also teased to within an inch of its life.
They were the good old days. These days I wear black so much someone at work asked me if I was a goth the other day. Well, no I just have a bountiful belly I want to hide.
February 5th, 2005 at 3:04 pm
I have, and wear, a couple of wide brim hats, mostly due to trying to protect the back of my neck from the sun. (My sister had to have a cancerous mole removed). I like the look of hats, but my wife tells me I look like a dork. However, hat or no hat I probably look like a dork. Must be the 41 years of age and the Simpsons tee shirts.
February 6th, 2005 at 9:13 am
I used to like hats but found them too much of a nuisance. I get the back of neck coverage by having long hair…living in rainy London helps as well.
February 8th, 2005 at 10:48 am
Have a fedora. Of course, since I wear a suit to work, and a trench coat in the winter, a fedora kind of goes with the uniform.