A lj'er
brewergnome posted something which prompted a semi-intelligible comment from me, and I post it here for your derision.
I wear denim. I enjoy it. In fact, since I didn't have to see anyone at work today, I chanced it. But that wasn't quite what I was getting at.
The frame for this discussion was that George Will argued that denim is some amorphic plague, and gives us a rule of thumb only Tom Ford could love: "If Fred Astaire would not have worn it, don't wear it. For women, substitute Grace Kelly."
Which, prompted the parent post from
brewergnome specifically "I'd love to see him do my job in a bowtie and full dress suit. Or, heaven forbid, my poor coworker in a full evening gown." And that's a spot on repudiation.
But there is this other side, the devil's advocate in me. The DA says: well, yes, America is dressing down, and perhaps this is a sign of some greater social malaise. I think there are good reasons to take care, pride even, in our appearance. This was the point I was trying to make. Denim's greater popularity is simply emblematic of some change underfoot. Where our fashions are the intersection of history, ideology, and economy it seems like a compelling thing to talk about.
First, is it true that we are, in aggregate, dressing down? If so, is there a pervasive reason for it? Something more complex than for the sake of comfort or thrift? I think so, but I have only pure speculation to offer.