Oh yes you can.
Posted on 03/09/2005 9:47:25 AM PST by qam1
Me personally, I'd probably laugh. It's certainly safe to show up at a rally on a Honda and wearing suit. I wouldn't have advised it 20 years ago, but times have changed. In 2005, the guy would fit right in.
My first ever trip to Sturgis in the dark ages, I remember a group hoisting a Japanse motorcycle up with a chain, breaking the oil filter loose, and starting it. Naturally, it ran out of oil in a couple of minutes, started to chug white smoke and then siezed up totally, and the crowd went wild and cheered.
It wasn't until I was well on my way home that it even dawned on me that I'd probably just witnessed a criminal act. I have no way to be sure, but knowing the times, and knowing the people, I now doubt that this little group came by that motorcycle honestly. More like it was the ride of some unlucky SD native, or some poor sot who thought it be ok to ride his Honda to Sturgis.
"As Stendahl said, "bad taste is a crime.""
Was Stendahl dressed up nice 'n fancy when he said it?
Oh yes you can.
Naw, I'd probably just call you by your name.
ROTFLOL! For about the first 5-6 years I was married, my father in law would buy my husband and I matching outfits for Christmas. Most of the years, it was matching sweaters and the like, but one year he bought us matching blue plaid NIGHTGOWNS with matching blue plaid slippers. I don't think men have worn gowns to bed since the "I in my kerchief and ma in her cap had just settled down for a long winter's nap" days.
After we reminded him FIRMLY that the Bible says that women shouldn't wear thing which pertain to a man and vice versa, the twins act stopped.
Although, having said that, if I knew that I was going w/ my husband to an area with a very large crowd, I might be tempted to have my husband and I dress similar because I would want to be able to spot him in a crowd easily if we got disconnected, so to speak.
eek, jeans to a wedding?! was it on a farm ;)
I think you can definitely dress jeans up and wear them to lots of places but a wedding, opera, etc is a no-no.
BRAVO!
>>Me personally, I'd probably laugh.
So would I. And that was my point. Each social situation has it's own set of criteria whether we want to admit it or not. Now in Texas or New Mexico I wouldn't think it was weird to arrive at a nice restaurant and see someone with a cowboy hat and Wranglers on. But in New York or San Francisco I'd think it was pretty weird.
But I'd also think it would be weird if a woman wearing some high fashion outfit from Milan arrives at an outdoor BBQ. Most likely I'd point at her and laugh.
Stendahl had some issues with love.
Very good. Now see if you can define "pretentious". To "have class" also does not mean to "have clothing".
But don't pretend that others should consider you anything but an uncivilized slob if you dress in that way, or present yourself in that way.
You miss the point. What random strangers think of me effects me not at all. Neither do your or their affectations of class. People with true class see past the clothing.
If you wish to dress to the nines to attend Carmen because you like to, or your date likes you to, or you enjoy the tradition of doing so, knock yourself out. But if the reason you are enduring that tux is just to project "class", then you are a phony. You are not classy, but class conscious.
Ok, but in fairness, you do realize that you've just completely priced the working man out? Being a full-grown man, at 5'1", I've had experience with tailors before in my life, and even a pair of tailored slacks is a bundle of money. I have an off-the-rack budget and I'm totally cool with that.
But then, you're 17. LOL
Call me poorly bred, because I would never willingly listen to Mozart. If you like it fine. Want to play it in the elevator or softly at the restaurant while people are eating, swell. However, I just don't get the appeal, and never will.
Unless you have respect for yourself and G-d, you aren't really worshipping Him anyway.
Sorry. The reply #213 was meant for modernman.
I bet slobs have a pecking order.
Meanwhile, back on topic, art and decorum prevents ourselves from being swallowed by nature. But when choice trumps all--such as choosing our dress code exactly "as-I-damn-well-please"--then we end up with our character overgrown with ego.
Well I'm 41, and my wardrobe is simple. On every hanger there is a black t-shit with a pair of black or blue jeans beneath it. Off to the side there are some long-sleeved t-shirts in a cubby. At the end of the closet are two pair of chaps, 2 leather jackets, 2 pair of leather pants and 1 pair of leather overpants.
I take great comfort in knowing that no matter what hanger I grab I'm going to look pretty much the same as I did the day before. Call me a creature of habit, but I like it.
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