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I have a 49 year old mate who dresses like this, many have said something to him but he continues to dress like an 18 year old, he also carries a little bit of weight, so tight tops realllyyy are not the way forward. On one hand I think fair play, but then I see him and think you soppy ****.
I wear bootcut and I think I look rather nice in them. I like them to be stretchy and tight at the top so that it shows off my amazing bottom and muscular thighs. Then I like them to be a bit looser at the bottom and flare out a touch.
Side note but have you seen what some 80s/90s band tees sell for nowadays?
I think most of it's wishful thinking mate. Some of the prices are insane and quite frankly if you pay that sort of money for a t-shirt then you really have far much more money than sense.
If reaching a certain age means I’m not supposed to wear band shirts, football shirts, jeans etcThen basically I have 3 actual shirts and a couple of jumpers.
Aways been a jeans and T shirt guy. Don't own - and haven't since I was 19 - a suit and a tie. Don't have any shoes, just deck shoes and Dunlop sneakers. Love "longewear" for home use after I discovered it in the USA. Simply put, baggy, lightweight clothes that are lighter than a track suit yet more substantial than pjyamas. Comfortable as f***.
I've got one pair of black canvas strides and a few pairs of Dockers for more smart/casual affairs. One dark blue Celvin Klein Jacket I bought in the USA for peanuts but that's about as formal as I get.
I don't do formal - it's not me. This all brings back a memory. Back in the day the woman I was dating was a big cheese promoter in the music scene. She bought this flouncy dress for the Brits (when the Brits was a posh do) and assumed I would accompany her. I pointed out that I had absolutely 0 formal clothes and wasn't intending to to buy any either. She suggested hiring some, I said that it would be a waste of money and I would feel uncomfortable and awkward in them - there was also an element of compromising my values and that would make me uneasy.
Cue a massive row. She went mental (as was her thng). Her coup de grace was "Well you are not coming now, I'm going with somene else!" My reply was something like: "Good! Go with whoever you want to this poncey, over rated, ego fest. I didn't want to go in the first place and now you've settled the matter and made me a very very happyman. When you are at your shitty bash, I'll be down the pub with my mates having a great time. Bye."
And I did exactly that. Needless to say it was the begining of the end of our relationship.
I don't do formal - it's not me. This all brings back a memory. Back in the day the woman I was dating was a big cheese promoter in the music scene. She bought this flouncy dress for the Brits (when the Brits was a posh do) and assumed I would accompany her.
Sounds awful. Unless you were going to do 'a Jarvis Cocker' at someone..