In the matter of fashion, as in many other things, I am stuck in the 80s. Pick your century, I'm stuck there. It's simply by virtue of the timely intervention of my wife and the general unavailability of zippered parachute pants and bowler hats that I'm not a complete throwback.
That being the case, I tend to second-guess my evaluation of whatever someone happens to be wearing as odd, since my own perceptions are somewhat suspect.
Case in point: the Vato shirt. In my opinion, to be able to effectively get away with wearing any button-down shirt, sweater, etc., with only the topmost button fastened, you must be a street-smart Chicano, probably living between the years 1978 and 1992. If you fail to meet these criteria, you look silly.
But, like I said, my fashion-sense is suspect, so I need second-party validation on this. When I see an otherwise fashionably sensible person in the workplace sport an overshirt in such a manner, am I justified in an eyebrow raise? Or is my genial mockery simply sad in light of my own disastrous ensembles? I cannot say.
Now those sweet painfully long chains that connect your belt loop to an unknown mass in your pocket? Awesome.
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