Modern Male Fashion and its consequences

Mr. Tea

Mr. Tea

Let's Talk About Ceps
IdleRich said:
Careful climbing ladders in bootcut trousers, if there is one of those "up trouser" perverts below they can peek up your trousers and see right to the knee.
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For the generously endowed among us, there's a real risk they could see the end of one's penis, in that case.
 
yyaldrin

yyaldrin

in je ogen waait de wind
IdleRich said:
Have any of you seen those video things where they find people wearing completely bonkers clothing and ask them about their "fits"? I dunno if it's one channel that does it or loads - after all, all you need is an idiot with a mic and someone to film - but whenever I see one they pick someone who looks as n they were dressed by a blind person during an explosion in a designer warehouse.

They normally get ripped to pieces in the comments - and rightly so. I'm not one of those people who has a knee-jerk negative response to designer clothes, but these are people who clearly buy stuff purely by name and just throw it together without any thought to anything except cost and label. So they are proud of spending thousands and thousands to look complete clowns.

I thought of this cos of what I said above about trousers above. One of these fits had someone wearing the most extraordinary garment I have ever seen, though maybe not trousers but boots come to think of it.... yeah I reckon boots but the length of waders and maybe joined together too. They were kinda square, or in other words, each leg was enclosed in a straight oblong box from the ground to the upper thigh. And these "boxes" were really wide so you had to have your legs far apart, and - bizarrely! - they were really hairy so the overall effect was to make the wearer look like a yeti from the waist down, if yetis have legs that are just fat totally straight hairy columns.

I don't know if you could walk in these things. The guy was with a mate who had the stupidest clothes you've ever seen - but who looked relatively normal in this context. And they were stood there in a street in NY seemingly, though I dunno how theu got there. Oh yeah and they cost seventeen thousand dollars.
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that sounds like you're describing that subway fashion woman that became fameous a while ago

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IdleRich

IdleRich

IdleRich
IdleRich said:
... the most extraordinary garment I have ever seen, though maybe not trousers but boots come to think of it.... yeah I reckon boots but the length of waders and maybe joined together too. They were kinda square, or in other words, each leg was enclosed in a straight oblong box from the ground to the upper thigh. And these "boxes" were really wide so you had to have your legs far apart, and - bizarrely! - they were really hairy so the poverall effect was to make the wearer look like a yeti from the waist down, if yetis have legs that are just fat totally straight hairy columns.

I don't know if you could walk in these things. The guy was with a mate who had the stupidest clothes you've ever seen - but who looked relatively normal in this context. And they were stood there in a street in NY seemingly, though I dunno how theu got there. Oh yeah and they cost seventeen thousand dollars.
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I wish I could find this video, or even just a picture. Cos although I described these things to the best of my ability, mere words cannot come close to capturing the grotesque hideousness of these monstrous items.
 
IdleRich

IdleRich

IdleRich
yyaldrin said:
that sounds like you're describing that subway fashion woman that became fameous a while ago
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I've never heard of her but seems like the same kind of thing.

Style reminds me a little of our former friend Jorge who used to work at Damas bar. He had a bizarrely flamboyant dress sense often mixing designer kimonos with stupid shorts and a zebra print version of those long pointy shoes that curl up at the end like Aladdin's. I think it was mainly an excuse for him to refuse any menial kitchen related task on the grounds it might damage or simply soil his expensive threads. When it was his driving test he stayed up so late choosing a suitably impressive outfit that he was exhausted during the test and started to doze off at the wheel. The examiner shouted at him and it ended in a huge argument with Jorge shouting "Bitch you don't even know me" and storming out of the car in a mood.

He was a thoroughly dishonest guy; one time he shared a gram outside on a warm summer evening with his colleague Augustus who was foolish enough to glance away and his share magically disappeared - naturally his first thought was to blame notorious coke monster Jorge but he explained that in fact a pigeon had swooped down and nicked it...

That should probably have been a warning sign, the final straw came when his job at Damas ended cos a security camera caught him with his fingers in the till and finally solved the mystery of how he was able to buy all those ridiculous and ridiculously expensive designer clothes and take coke every single day.
 
IdleRich

IdleRich

IdleRich
What's an antler pipe, is it for playing tunes or smoking crack?

Anyway, cool pic, you look like... actually I don't even know.... might be down to the back-drop but I see a youthful cartel shot caller... I read that after years of covering themselves in tatts, Crips and Bloods have realised that they are making it really easy for the cops and so gang tatts are becoming less and less prominent.

Similarly the guy in this photo is smart enough to stay un-inked and can pass as a harmless cactus farmer rather than what he is - a ruthless cartel boss with ice in his veins who wouldn't hesitate to torture to death the entire family of anyone caught trying to smuggle drugs or people in his section of the border.
 
IdleRich

IdleRich

IdleRich
Anyway, back to the fashion stuff. I've been thinking that, as this thread kinda postulates, most men's clothing is boring. And I reckon that a big part of that is the kind of self-policing which means that anything slightly out of the ordinary is greeted with horror or derision... and the way noone on this thread ever gives a serious opinion (well, certainly not a positive one anyhow) or even admits to what they wear except in the vaguest of terms.

So, fuck it, I'm 46 and I should be past caring what random wankers on the street - or anywhere - think. Or in short, if I see something I like and I can afford it, then I will get it and wear it, no matter if people think it looks stupid.

First case in point. This leather tracksuit thing is wicked - you can't see in these pics but it has a hood too which is a feature I'm particularly fond of.

Liza said "it's really gay" which I can't really dispute, but once I figure out the right size and have the cash spare I'm totally gonna order this. Probably would be better if I was more muscular and had some ink but I'll make it work even so.

I'd genuinely like to know what you lot reckon to it? Any of you would rock it?


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IdleRich

IdleRich

IdleRich
Clinamenic said:
Oh I meant a tobacco pipe, made out of a hollowed out antler. Bought it from a street vendor in the lower east side of manhattan, who specializes in antler pipes.
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From that pic I'd assumed that you'd acquired that pipe after your plane crashed in the wilderness and you had had only your survival skills between you and a painful, hungry death.

I imagined that after you had tracked the beast remorselessly for days, finally it was tired enough for you to close with it and wrestle it to the ground during a gruelling and savage battle, before finally, with a brutal twist you broke its neck. Of course you would have wisely and respectfully used every single sacred cubic mm; its skin became your clothes, it's flesh your food - you ate every single morsel - paying particular attention to sucking every bit of libido firing protein from its genitals - you could before curing the rest as a portable larder. The antlers became weapons, except for the tip of one which you made into a pipe which, when blown, releases a bloodcurdling sound at a terrifying volume that can be heard for miles around and which strikes fear into the bravest of men. The pipe which to this day at all times you carry on your person so as to always remember the beast who died that you might live.

Bought from a shitty market stall in NY and probably actually made of plastic doesn't have the same ring.
 
Clinamenic

Clinamenic

Binary & Tweed
IdleRich said:
From that pic I'd assumed that you'd acquired that pipe after your plane crashed in the wilderness and you had had only your survival skills between you and a painful, hungry death.

I imagined that after you had tracked the beast remorselessly for days, finally it was tired enough for you to close with it and wrestle it to the ground during a gruelling and savage battle, before finally, with a brutal twist you broke its neck. Of course you would have wisely and respectfully used every single sacred cubic mm; its skin became your clothes, it's flesh your food - you ate every single morsel - paying particular attention to sucking every bit of libido firing protein from its genitals - you could before curing the rest as a portable larder. The antlers became weapons, except for the tip of one which you made into a pipe which, when blown, releases a bloodcurdling sound at a terrifying volume that can be heard for miles around and which strikes fear into the bravest of men. The pipe which to this day at all times you carry on your person so as to always remember the beast who died that you might live.

Bought from a shitty market stall in NY and probably actually made of plastic doesn't have the same ring.
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Funny, thats actually almost verbatim the story I was told by the pipemaker...
 
Mr. Tea

Mr. Tea

Let's Talk About Ceps
IdleRich said:
I read that after years of covering themselves in tatts, Crips and Bloods have realised that they are making it really easy for the cops and so gang tatts are becoming less and less prominent.
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Arguably they're missing a trick by not getting tattoos that are un-gang-like as possible, the sort of tats that any cop would assume could only be sported by the most gentle, whimsical, harmless sort of person.

This then raises the possibility of a brutal shoot-out between the Hello Kitty gang and the Spogebob Squarepants gang...
 
WashYourHands

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
IdleRich said:
Anyway, back to the fashion stuff. I've been thinking that, as this thread kinda postulates, most men's clothing is boring. And I reckon that a big part of that is the kind of self-policing which means that anything slightly out of the ordinary is greeted with horror or derision... and the way noone on this thread ever gives a serious opinion (well, certainly not a positive one anyhow) or even admits to what they wear except in the vaguest of terms.

So, fuck it, I'm 46 and I should be past caring what random wankers on the street - or anywhere - think. Or in short, if I see something I like and I can afford it, then I will get it and wear it, no matter if people think it looks stupid.

First case in point. This leather tracksuit thing is wicked - you can't see in these pics but it has a hood too which is a feature I'm particularly fond of.

Liza said "it's really gay" which I can't really dispute, but once I figure out the right size and have the cash spare I'm totally gonna order this. Probably would be better if I was more muscular and had some ink but I'll make it work even so.

I'd genuinely like to know what you lot reckon to it? Any of you would rock it?


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see my post about vhs degradation and porno tapes from the mid to late 80’s - there’s a fashionista link here too
 
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