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Well put, Seb. Absolute pile of it.Wow, another lazy bullshit premise by a journalist, who could imagine that? From my own perspective, my taste improved after 37.
Well put, Seb. Absolute pile of it.Wow, another lazy bullshit premise by a journalist, who could imagine that? From my own perspective, my taste improved after 37.
Wait, being dressed like Prince Charles is a bad thing? I can see not wanting to dress like Clarkson (although he is among my favorite people on television) but who could possibly have a problem with dressing like Prince Charles? The man is an icon.
Wait, being dressed like Prince Charles is a bad thing? I can see not wanting to dress like Clarkson (although he is among my favorite people on television) but who could possibly have a problem with dressing like Prince Charles? The man is an icon.
The other 95% become resigned and dress in shlumpy shirts and Dockers for the rest of their lives, except for one blue suit where the coat won't button and the pants ride lower and lower under The Gut.
I think that by the time I reached (about) 37 I was done keeping up, or evolving into the latest fashions, and just kept wearing all the stuff I had been wearing up until that time. By 37 I had established my own sense of identity. Since I was no longer 'keeping up,' I guess it could be said that had lost my 'fashion sense.'
I think the problem with this premise is that it assumes that being contemporary is the equivalent of being stylish. .
Icon? Hardly. He is always immaculately dressed, but I've yet to see a single photograph of Charles Windsor where he appears remotely comfortable in his own clothes.
This story appears in the April issue of ForbesLife magazine, dated April 9, as a feature entitled “Men In Shorts.”
By P.J. O ’ Rourke
When I board an airplane these days, all the middle-aged men are dressed like me—when I was an 8-year-old. They’re in shorts and T-shirts. And it’s not just on airplanes. It’s in business offices, teachers’ lounges, and churches. The priest is still wearing a cassock, but who knows what he’s got on underneath?
Sometimes, mainly in cold weather, we’re spared the sight of middle-aged men in T-shirts and shorts because they’re wearing T-shirts and jeans. Jeans fit the mature male one of two ways, both dirigible in nature. You make a public impression that’s either Hindenburg or Goodyear blimp.
The point of turning Casual Friday into Dress-Down-Month-of-Sundays is to be more comfortable. But, possessing a middle-aged man’s body myself, I’m more comfortable covering it than displaying it like flabby laundry on a clothesline.
And where do you put your things? I can’t leave the house without wallet, car keys, house keys, lighter, cigar case, cigar cutter, nicotine gum—because I’m giving up cigars—clean handkerchief, spare clean handkerchief for ladies in distress, and a fountain pen in case business correspondence starts being conducted on paper again. I have ten pockets in my suit and need them all, including the little one inside the jacket flap to ensure that I forget where the theater tickets are.
Those who work and travel in what’s basically their underwear require the giant Boy Scout backpacks that you see grown men huffing under in airplane aisles every time you turn around. And when they turn around, you get smacked right in the Scotch and rocks.
Comfortable means “easy.” So: Nothing’s easier than matching a pair of pants and a jacket that look exactly alike. I’ve got a closet full of blue suits and black wing tips. Any tie goes with a white shirt. I can get dressed in the dark. And—what with blinding hangovers from drinking on airplanes to soften the shock of first-class seats filled with graying, jowly urchins—I often do.
The kid-who-stayed-40-years-too-long-on-the-playground look doesn’t inspire trust. If dressing up as a third grader is your idea of how to treat yourself, what’s your idea of how to treat me?
And what’s the rest of the world’s idea of how to treat you? When I was growing up, I was told, “The way you dress is the way you’re regarded.” See Dennis the Menace in the funny pages of your local newspaper to discover how you’re regarded.
Another maxim from my youth was, “Don’t dress for the job you have; dress for the job you’d like to get.” Checked the ad listings lately for WANTED: GRADE-SCHOOL-RECESS BULLY?
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I think you can just change that one to " He is always immaculately dressed, but I've yet to see a single photograph of Charles Windsor where he appears remotely comfortable." He always looks tight, stressed, and completely uncomfortable in his surroundings. Prince Phillip and Charline's young-in's always look comfortable (well, except when ole Harry loses (wins?) at Strip Pool). The Queen also looks like she's glad to be there.
Just my $0.02 and worth every penny.
Pretty much. Mrs Windsor has always been the best of them all at playing the game and not rocking the boat. Young Charles shares his immaculate tailoring with his father, but seems to lack entirely his father's confidence, and it shows in his body language. Charles' son and his ginger brother are usually pretty poorly dressed, compared to their father at least, though certainly seem to carry themselves more confidently.
This one displays it the most - the man just looks terribly awkward, almost apologetic for his own presence. Tis a terrible shame. While I rather like all of his wardrobe, this light hued suit is probably the most distinctive thing I've seen him in. I would very much like something similar myself, though perhaps a smidge wider in the leg and lapel.
Quite.
Then there's this. I like the Panama hat, sets off the suit very nicely.
What Panama?
Someone beat me to the question about the hat...LOL
I'm 42, and while I enjoy my worn out jeans on the weekend, I always put on a nice shirt, even to Walmart.
I don't shop in the stores, I shop online because I can take my time without a salesman poking about, bothering me.
Then I have whatever I've ordered shipped right to my doorstep, couldn't be easier.
Yes I have khaki pants for the week, but they are wrinkle and stain resistant because of my job.
Those too are matched with a nice button down.
Is it wrong to look forward to colder weather because you enjoy those shirt designs more than the short sleeved ones? [huh]
An ice cream suit isn't the best choice if you don't have the go-to-hell spirit to bring it off. It's become a badge of colonialism, and I think Charles knows that, but just isn't sure what else HRH ought to wear to a state visit in the hot latitudes.Young Charles shares his immaculate tailoring with his father, but seems to lack entirely his father's confidence, and it shows in his body language...
[DB ice cream suit pic]
This one displays it the most - the man just looks terribly awkward, almost apologetic for his own presence. Tis a terrible shame. While I rather like all of his wardrobe, this light hued suit is probably the most distinctive thing I've seen him in.