When did it happen? When did it come to this? I'm a muthafuckin' revolutionary! I'm a muthafuckin' hip-hop head! I'm am a underground, countercultured, two-fisted contrarian! What happened?
O.K., it's like this. I'm 35. I'm not a kid anymore, but I'm not a fuckin' old man. I'm 35 and I can't find shit to wear. I look through my closet and it hits me. I've got more work clothes than casual clothes. I've got more dress shoes than gym shoes. I've got 12 suits and 3 sportscoats. And two pairs of jeans.
Where's my cool shit? I got some irony filled t-shirts, some polo shirts...but where's my cool shit? The only thing I got is compliments to "the uniform".
Everyday I would get ready for work and it would be kind of an inside joke. I'd try to be the most conservative dresser in the office. I'd wear bowties and patterned shirts, cufflinks and suspenders, wingtips and oxfords, just for kicks. My work wardrobe was a joke on everybody I worked with or worked for. The cat you're seeing is the complete polar opposite of the "real" me. The cat at underground hip-hop clubs until 4:00 am. The weed smoking, hard drinking hedonist with the uncombed afro that later became locs. There is no fucking way I'd be caught in a suit after work. If a co-worker saw me in streets, I'd likely be wearing something that would offend them or at the very least shock them to see me wearing it.
My favorite shirt was from Spencer's Gifts. It had a picture of Buddha on it and it read "I May Be Fat But My Dick Is Huge". Can't wear that bitch in the Anus. I don't even know where it is. Maybe that's for the best.
I was getting dressed this morning, I tied my tie and took one last look in the mirror. It was then I realized I got dressed without a hint of ironic detachment. I cared what the fuck I looked like, that I was coordinated and together. In a fucking suit!
My and my boys, all in "corporate" gigs, used to joke that the cats we saw out on weekends in suits must not have to wear suits to work. Now I wonder how long before I'm a weekend-suit-wearing muthafucka.
O.K., it's like this. I'm 35. I'm not a kid anymore, but I'm not a fuckin' old man. I'm 35 and I can't find shit to wear. I look through my closet and it hits me. I've got more work clothes than casual clothes. I've got more dress shoes than gym shoes. I've got 12 suits and 3 sportscoats. And two pairs of jeans.
Where's my cool shit? I got some irony filled t-shirts, some polo shirts...but where's my cool shit? The only thing I got is compliments to "the uniform".
Everyday I would get ready for work and it would be kind of an inside joke. I'd try to be the most conservative dresser in the office. I'd wear bowties and patterned shirts, cufflinks and suspenders, wingtips and oxfords, just for kicks. My work wardrobe was a joke on everybody I worked with or worked for. The cat you're seeing is the complete polar opposite of the "real" me. The cat at underground hip-hop clubs until 4:00 am. The weed smoking, hard drinking hedonist with the uncombed afro that later became locs. There is no fucking way I'd be caught in a suit after work. If a co-worker saw me in streets, I'd likely be wearing something that would offend them or at the very least shock them to see me wearing it.
My favorite shirt was from Spencer's Gifts. It had a picture of Buddha on it and it read "I May Be Fat But My Dick Is Huge". Can't wear that bitch in the Anus. I don't even know where it is. Maybe that's for the best.
I was getting dressed this morning, I tied my tie and took one last look in the mirror. It was then I realized I got dressed without a hint of ironic detachment. I cared what the fuck I looked like, that I was coordinated and together. In a fucking suit!
My and my boys, all in "corporate" gigs, used to joke that the cats we saw out on weekends in suits must not have to wear suits to work. Now I wonder how long before I'm a weekend-suit-wearing muthafucka.
Be Easy,
KZ
20 comments:
You dress up nicely.....
and down too.
....and...
oh hell, this is public ain't it.
Ne'r mind then ;-)
*I saw what you were talking about with NonA
Maybe it's the bowties that are throwing your "mojo" off, LOL!
Maybe you should try "no pocket" slacks with just a plain white crisp dress shirt and a simple sport coat.
Or better yet, negro, JUST GO SHOPPING! Especially now since Spring has arrived and there are all sorts of new clothing styles for men. Everything in the stores these days aint made for just the average height/weight men. I see alot of above average men looking good in suits and casual wear.
Or, you could just go to work wrapped in nothing but your dry towel; give 'em all a big shock, you know what I'm saying? LOL!
I know in Dallas, K and G's men's store and The Mens Wearhouse have some Boss ass shit for these nigs to be sporting this Spring and Summer. And I see alot of new colors (like sherbert) out, too. Men shouldn't be afraid to wear color. Not alot of colors at one time, but like a pale lime green, or watermelon, or ruby red, etc.
You can leave the suspenders at home, okay? Suspenders are for old men (granddaddies) and you aint quite there. Yet. LOL.
Oh my! Do I feel this post or what? I was just saying to myself the otha night.. Durty yune have shit to wear! I'm a professional, granted but there is no dress code ...therefore.. I dare say, I wear whateva I want! But I finally think it's time to grow up and stop looking like a college student going to class rather than somebody who's been in the profess world for eleven years so truss me - I'm feeling you, po thang!
LOL @ blahx3..are you eluding to what I think you're eluding to?? ha!
You're all grown up Zeddy. Deal with it or GO SHOPPING.
Go buy you some cool shit, Zeddie. And dude - find that "big dick" T-shirt...that sound kinda sexy...
You CAN wear that bitch in the Anus!!!
@Blah
See?
@Insanity
Bowties scream sexy! I'm tellin' ya!
I need to go shopping, badly.
@Durty
I've got to get better, soon!
Don't mind Blah. She's delusional!
@Chele
You can't make me grow up!
@SS
They'd run my ass outta town on a rail!
That "big dick" t-shirt did conjure up a lot of curiousity...
KZ
ah yeah, I remember wearing skirts and jackets and slacks, etc to work. But since the work at home office set up through my job 5 years ago, I don't own nary a stitch of work clothing. My work clothing is pajama bottoms and tank tops.
The only downside is that when it's time to go somewhere nice, I don't have anything to wear. Or when I do have to go to a meeting onsite, I'd have to take piercings and what not out.
But best believe I still get my hair "did" regularly, even if no one sees it all day.
Oh wait this is about you...lol@the bow ties and suspenders. Don't tell me you'd wear that to the underground events in town.
lol@you rockin a bow tie, breakdancin to Mmmm Food.
I feel the same way. This weekend me and some folks went to the "upscale" mall in the white neighborhood and I remember going in the door thinking...what if I run into my co-workers. I had on my red, green, and gold head wrap a jamaica jacket...I was my normal revolutionary self, but that is so opposite the RD they know.
Sometimes I feel like a sell out...the only thing that keeps me sane going into work is the fact that my hair (which is a big, long rack of napptruly curls, naturalness) gives people a hint to the fact that there is another side of me...the real side of me!!!
I hate the suit...I HATE IT!! I keep saying I gotta get out of the corporate world before I get lost in it. We become a slave to the pay though and soon enough forget that the suit isn't who we really are. YOU ARE NOT ALONE KZ!!!
If I get lost please send someone to find me...
Well Zed amd Roycee where I work (in Education) ain't no better. We have an unofficial dress code. I maybe able to get away with wearing jeans in a snowstorm - I'd stiill get the look though from the boss. I hate it- we are suppose to be setting an example for the students. blah blah blah yada yada yada.
Yo this is one of the best posts I've ever read kid. You and RD are holding it down with these blogs.
I'm glad there are other cats feeling what I feel because there is no one that hates wearing a tie more than me. And keep having that attitude because then you won't lose yourself. Just remember we do this sh!t out of necessity and the way you can break this curse is open up your own small business so you can where whatever the f#ck you want to. You ain't alone in this kid.
I'm out with my fist in the air.
I'm not too far behind you. Damn near 28 and can't remember the last time I brought a pair of jeans.
i work in a lab and i enjoy my freedom when it comes to clothing. i'm not messing up a nice pair of slacks when i'm slanging hydrochloric acid around.
lately my bf has been describing my work attire as "crackhead wear". i gotta love him anyway :)
ya know.. think I own like one suit... Maybe cause all i like to do is hang out so I buy a lot of what I call transformer Clothing..I'm more of jeans, t shirt with a blazer type cat...
Hmmm...
Don't let the "suit" taste fool you daddy-
REAL women LOVE suits and the men who wear them.
When the lights go out and you're curlin' toes-
you can thank the suit -that got the girl-you met at the underground hip-hop club :)
Ha too funny I was just complaining that I didn't have enough business casual clothes. I have the suits which I love btw and all these casual casual clothes I used to wear back in the day when I was in college but no "I was just invited to the hamptons" wear. That's the kind of gear I need, I'm no longer 29, or 30 and those booty shorts gotta go.
suits are sexy...
@Liquor and TV
So you're telling me you get to enjoy liquor and TV ALL DAY LONG?!?
I can't wear a bowtie to hip hop events! I ain't Farnsworth Bentley and shit.
@RD
Sometimes I think YT is oblivious to the shit we do. We can't afford to be oblivious their mischevious asses!
I'm afraid the suits are defining me. This dude called my bowties my "trademark". Muthafucka, I'm 6'3" with dreadlocs and my bowties are my trademark?
@Phoenix
T.I. and Pimp C are setting the example for the students. You're just teaching. That's all you can do.
@Breezy
That's the fuckin' dream, man. To have my own shit. I'd dress like a fuckin' rastafarian communist.
@ON
Man, you are not on your way, you are there!!!
@Aquababie
As a scientist, I think Einstein gave y'all some leeway to have a more unstructured wardrobe. "So I gotta be dressin' better that fuckin' Einstein in this piece?"
Crackhead wear. That shit is priceless!
@Slish
You know what? That's me on weekends now when I would be caught dead with a blazer/jeans hookup just 4 short years ago.
@CG
The always elegant pearl set. I don't see enough well dressed sistas in these parts. I'm constantly outdressing them.
@Sangindiva
I used to feel like such a sucka in a suit. Now I feel a little funny out of one. This is all fucked up.
@Honest
Listen and listen well: YOU DO NOT HAVE TO GIVE UP THE BOOTY SHORTS!!! Not while Zed is still in the building. No woman should have to grow up that much!
@Stiltwalker
Shit, stilts are sexier!
KZ
*swirls jack and coke in one hand..types with the other hand*
"The cat at underground hip-hop clubs until 4:00 am. The weed smoking, hard drinking hedonist with the uncombed afro that later became locs."
Mmmm, I like him...*lol*
Don't trip, I'm the same way...well I didn't dress like a dweeb at work to be funny...*lol*, but my closet is filled with business casual clothes, so when its time to kick it, I have to go shopping, and that's hard to do on a single parent income...
Now that I'm unemployed, I don't have shit to wear, just to go out and about. I have 4 pairs of jeans ( I just bought a pair) and no sneakers, time for some new ones...
I said I was gonna become a sneaker freak...but I like dress shoes too much...
Oh yea, I added a little twist on "Africans", come check me out...*lol*
Please tell me you don't couple the bowtie with suspenders?! I have a mental pic in my head now...I bet they think you're the squarest African to set foot in Satan's Anus....But I guess that's the image you're trying to convey...Go shopping!
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