Seems like men do not grow up. I don’t understand this baseball cap trend. When will it go the way of the dodo. Do they not realize that they look like a 12 yr old boy. Just not classy!
I find baseball caps on men revolting, unless they are baseball players and then I find them utterly sexy. I have concluded men are wearing them to hide whatever stage of hair loss they are in Women are not fooled by this. Also, I'm surprised you didn't address the common wearing of the offensive cap backwards! The visor provides no shade for the eyes. What is going on there? Somebody, please enlighten me.
Even in repose, my father — whose father was a rep for men’s haberdasher Best & Co. — dressed nattily, except on the rare occasions he let his freak flag fly (it was the ‘60s, after all). As a result, I was probably the only audience member at Shakespeare in the Park in jacket and tie during Manhattan’s sweltering summers (I worked for the New York Times, after all).
Memories of Variety in LA in the 90s, when Hollywood execs still worked in suits and ties. Sometimes a reporter would come in wearing ripped jeans and a hoodie. I would say, "Dude, obviously you're not having lunch at the Grill with De Niro's agent. But don't you want to look like you are?"
Seems like men do not grow up. I don’t understand this baseball cap trend. When will it go the way of the dodo. Do they not realize that they look like a 12 yr old boy. Just not classy!
I find baseball caps on men revolting, unless they are baseball players and then I find them utterly sexy. I have concluded men are wearing them to hide whatever stage of hair loss they are in Women are not fooled by this. Also, I'm surprised you didn't address the common wearing of the offensive cap backwards! The visor provides no shade for the eyes. What is going on there? Somebody, please enlighten me.
Once again, you are totally on point. Thank you
Grazie Candice!
Even in repose, my father — whose father was a rep for men’s haberdasher Best & Co. — dressed nattily, except on the rare occasions he let his freak flag fly (it was the ‘60s, after all). As a result, I was probably the only audience member at Shakespeare in the Park in jacket and tie during Manhattan’s sweltering summers (I worked for the New York Times, after all).
Memories of Variety in LA in the 90s, when Hollywood execs still worked in suits and ties. Sometimes a reporter would come in wearing ripped jeans and a hoodie. I would say, "Dude, obviously you're not having lunch at the Grill with De Niro's agent. But don't you want to look like you are?"
Those were the days!