Re-post on mens fashion in Duluth

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Men in Dusters

Lo and Behold (who really talks this way except a few pretentious people I know) I happened to run into a man straight from Raiders of the Lost Ark Fashion Institute. He was as slick as his oiled coat with a polite nod of the head. Did he just get back from recovering the Dead Sea Scrolls in some remote desert land yet still managed to keep his threads so dapper. And believe it or not he actually made eye contact, polite small talk and held the door open for me. Lucky for me! The only thing missing was his cat o'nine tails whipping in the wind. Obviously he was a foreigner.

The majority of men where I live just don't dress like that. Duluth men love to complete their wardrobe with flannel and a big greasy spot of whatever they were eating while hunched over their hunting guide. They are manly men who aren't afraid to mix patterns and sport a variety of facial hair. They are the men of the woods and damn the metrosexuals who try to bring their big city ideals and corrupt our stores and children. The big male sweater is the symbol of wholesome and clean living. Add a turtleneck and welcome to the Heartland.

Where are the the gay men! Stand up and declare war on this fashion travesty. Look what Queer Eye did for some many men - where is your spirit of community. The women of Duluth look to you for leadership and an Armani jacket or two.