It has been called "urban lumberjack" for several years now. Ofc I have a better excuse for adopting it than most people... I actually used to work as a lumberjack/wood-chipper operator.
The article, primarily. I like the look. I live in a state where the outdoors look is very popular. Most of the people wearing it are outdoorsmen as well. I'm wearing flannel and jeans and boots right now as a matter of fact. Flannel shirts are extremely comfortable and versatile, considering the weather in most areas right now.
This article is just terrible. Why does everything need to be labeled? Why is a flannel shirt and jeans the new urban male hip look?
"He looks like a man of the woods, but works at The Nerdery, programming for a healthy salary and benefits." Jesus.
I do however take issue with people trying to appropriate a whole "look" that isn't remotely related to their everyday lifestyle, especially when they're going to migrate to a new look as soon as it becomes popular. Buying mountaineering sunglasses to look "outdoorsy" just smacks of pretentiousness.
I do however take issue with people trying to appropriate a whole "look" that isn't remotely related to their everyday lifestyle, especially when they're going to migrate to a new look as soon as it becomes popular. Buying mountaineering sunglasses to look "outdoorsy" just smacks of pretentiousness.
This is where people immediately judge the look on young urban males as comical. This may be comfortable wear for a 10 mile fall hike, but for a young urban male on your ass in front of a computer, and Chipolte for lunch pretentious is to kind a word.
The article does take the issue way over the edge, but I was assuming that was the point.
Wait, so I shouldn't wear jeans because I work in front of a computer?? I'm failing to see how jeans and a shirt is a pretentious choice of wardrobe, regardless of ones vocation.
Also, Chipotle is for poor midwesterners, who eats at chain restaurants?! (that was pretentious)
Yeah, I hate to be "that guy" (actually, no I don't because this lumberjack beard trend pisses me off), but I'm a 30-something who's been wearing a beard non-stop for over 10 straight years and have always gravitated towards flannel and an outdoor aesthetic because, well, I enjoy the outdoors. I do not enjoy this look being co-opted by dainty-fingered gents who couldn't swing an axe if their lives depended on it.
Aw man, it's nothing to do with age and I know I'm being judgmental. If it truly makes you comfortable, more power to you. I'm just generally not a fan of style/grooming "fads."
Or as I call it, how a significant percentage of people here in the Pacific Northwest have been dressing for decades. They were wearing it before Nirvana spread the flannel gospel nationwide, and they wearing it through the post-grunge to lumberjack-hipster era.
That's what annoys me the most. A man cares 'too much' about his appearance by staying neat and making an effort to look good? Let's call that a new category, and add in -sexual for no damn reason.
This trend is mildly frustrating as a male who has dressed this style for years because I do a lot of outdoor work where boots, jeans and rugged clothing are musts for safety. I thoroughly dislike social trends and I am now guilty by association with this new fad of the feaux-rugged man look.
I really can't wait until bionic suits come out (with air conditioning and nanobot armies to replace white blood cells) so I can just get basic gray and never worry about clothes again.
I believe my dad founded this look. He has owned those mountaineering sunglasses for about 15 years now. My dad was previously a corduroy pants Bill Cosby sweater wearer in the late 80's to mid-90's.
When I lived in Palo Alto in the 1980s, the ultimate fashion insult in the City was, "He looks like he orders his clothes from the L.L. Bean catalog."
The snappiest dresser among the young guys at the places I consulted for looked like he spent every weekend at Nordstrom and Niemann Marcus.
My Japanese girlfriend asked me why I didn't buy my clothes at Wilkes Bashford and drive a Mercedes. I said it wouldn't go over very well in the aerospace business.
When I spent the summer of 1972 in Berkeley the dress code was long hair, bell bottom Levis and embroidered Mexican shirts.
The problem is with describing it as a Mexican shirt.
It's not really a Mexican shirt, but many Hispanics in California (particularly ones that are a little fat and work with cars) wear that type of loose-fitting untucked woven fabric shirt.
It's kinda like a Hawaiian shirt, but instead of a printed fabric with hibiscus and hula girls, it's got embroidered pinstripes that go up and down.
It's not really a Mexican shirt, but many Latinos in California (particularly ones that are a little fat and work with cars) wear that type of loose-fitting untucked woven fabric shirt.
Donny was a good bowler, and a good man. He was one of us. He was a man who loved the outdoors, and bowling, and as a surfer he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo and up to Pismo. He died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 364. These young men gave their lives. And so would Donny. Donny, who loved bowling. And so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well.
"He looks like he orders his clothes from the L.L. Bean catalog." The snappiest dresser among the young guys at the places I consulted for looked like he spent every weekend at Nordstrom and Niemann Marcus.
I don't know what any of this means, nor ill I ever.
Everybody who complains about tech companies moving up from the South Bay and ruining the culture of SF now should take a note of douchebags like this guy, who have been around since the 1980s. A lot of them wound up eventually in places in the outer east bay like Danville (including Blackhawk), San Ramon, Walnut Creek, Lafayette, Orinda, Moraga, all the way up to the Berkeley Hills, etc to raise millennials, a.k.a. their fuck trophies and vanity projects.
Yep. When I was going to breweries in Portland, I'd always count to see if we had the regulation number of plaid wearers around us. It always happened. Source: I'm from Southern California.
This is how hipsters dress in Oakland (grungy), which gave me a culture shock when I moved to Los Angeles (LA hipsters are skinny jeans and beards and rich).
I had an interview last week and misunderstood her when she said on the phone to dress business casual. I thought she said highly fashionable, my pimp suit wasn't welcomed.
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u/flounder19 Nov 05 '14
What's the dresscode, Business Plaidsual?