Call me old-fashioned if you will, but I am so over the whole skinny jean, silly scarf, everything super-tight & femme look. I for one, have never succumbed to wearing one of those gauzy chick scarves, and it goes without saying that I’ll never even consider wearing women’s jeans– especially if some so-called “rock hipsters” say they fit better. Dude, what fit are you going for– “tweener at the mall” fit? Seriously– grow a set, get a tailor and stay out of the Junior’s department.
I’m so bad, I even have a hard time with wearing clothes by women designers. Yeah, I’m old school, but my admittedly rigid train of thought is as follows–
generally speaking, a guy inherently knows guy’s stuff better than women do.
Like I’d rather have a guy cut my hair than a girl, but it works conversely too– I’d rather have a woman help me if I’m shopping for my wife. I know the world is more sophisticated than that, but that’s just how I roll– and honestly, it has served me pretty well.
The Selvedge Yard 