manfashion interlude

HM

by Sal on May 30, 2011 · 40 comments

Today is Husband Mike‘s birthday.

His favorite color is plaid.
His favorite month is fall.
His favorite number is 3,000.

He is kind and patient and curious and hilarious and supportive and amazing. He has taught me that marriage means working as a team, and that being a spouse means being a partner. He cooks, he lets me have our tiny one-car garage for my car, he talks to our cats, he never gets mad when I’m late. He helps sick, poor, and vulnerable people at his day job, then takes gorgeous photos in his spare time. He puts up with my moods, showers me with praise, and is my #2 fan. (He says he can’t hold a candle to my mom, which is probably true.)

If there is a photo on this blog that has me in it, he has taken it. Without him, you’d be seeing me at some VERY funny angles each day.

I won’t tell you how old he is, but if you knew you’d be clamoring to know his secret. Clamoring, people.

Happy Birthday, HM. You deserve treats!

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Manfashion Interlude: BOOTED

by Sal on August 8, 2010 · 13 comments

Over the course of the past two years, Husband Mike has picked up several pairs of truly awesome dude shoes, and we agreed that these purchases were worthy of a Manfashion Interlude. So prepare for some manly thoughts about manly footwear …

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Mike’s beloved Montgomery Ward Work Boot, Circa 1980
(Yes that is a VW hubcap on my face)

See these boots? I loved these boots. I got them for a dollar at a garage sale in the pouring rain. I didn’t even try them on; I just bought them. I feel very manly wearing boots. Something to do with the clomping, I think.

I had these boots for at least 5 years and they were about at the point where they needed to be resoled when The Ex started to nag me about getting rid of them.

She nagged me for a couple years and I finally relented and bought a new pair of boots that she liked. She talked me into throwing away the other boots. If I’d had a spine back then, I would have said, “I will wear these new boots more often, and this beat up pair can go into the closet for awhile, but it’s not your place to say when I throw out a pair of shoes.”

Would you ladies ever let your dudes tell you when to throw out a pair of shoes? Keep this in mind if you start to think about telling your guy to through things out. Anyway…

I spent years looking for a replacement pair of work boots. The soles never looked right. I went to every Sears and Chet’s Shoes around, and nothing came close to the awesomeness of my 1980’s Montgomery Ward work boot.

Recently I found these Timberland Chukkas

Timberland Chukka

These shoes are great. Not too heavy but very sturdy, and still nice enough looking for a Saturday in public with Sally. (Seems that was the Ex’s problem with those boots I was tricked into getting rid of.) I’d wear these every day. I’d wear them with shorts, but I won’t since I feel a bit fashionably self-conscious about that. They cost over $100, but tax return money is free money. Plus, did you know you can search for coupons online and save yourself some money? Sally taught me this recently.

But can a person really only have one pair of boots? Yes. But I have more than one. Love them all.

Pair #2 are my John Fluevog Classic Shiny Leather Combat Boots.

God bless you, John Fluevog!

These are my favorite. These are the ones I’ll be taking to Iceland with me since I know that I can walk in them for hours and hours without my feet getting tired. They are really heavy, but it doesn’t seem to be a problem for me. The rubber soles are gooey. That must be it.

These were not a tax return purchase, but I must have been flush at the time since I bought these boots with another pair of Fluevogs at the Downtown Chicago Fluevog store. It’s really an awesome store–the chairs are classic velvet movie theater chairs. The sales clerks all had tattoos. These boots were also a symbolic purchase since this was my first attempt of living in Sally’s world of quality and fashionable shoes.

Which do you like best? How many pairs of boots do you have? Come on! I told you how many I have. Would you or have you every asked your significant other to get rid of a pair of shoes?

Next? Motorcycle Boots.

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Manfashion Interlude: SUITED

by Sal on October 9, 2009 · 21 comments


The response to my recent post on defending dressing – especially Sarah R‘s comment about her brother-in-law’s experience at his office – reminded me that Husband Mike has some very personal experience with acceptance and ostracization as it relates to style. So I demanded a Manfashion Interlude. And he delivered.

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A couple of years ago, I decided that I was going to be a guy who wore suits. Winter was approaching, and it was an excellent time to transition. I had three or four suits that I wore for my wedding photography work, and with a couple more I could make it through the winter wearing only suits.

I like suits. The primary criterion for looking good in a suit is that it fit correctly. The styles do not change much from year to year, and if the jacket gets a bit snug, you just keep it unbuttoned and take it off while at your desk. Pair it with a cool tie and you da’ man.

I wanted to be da’ man, and be taken a bit more seriously at work. The office where I work is quite casual. A couple of the guys wear ties, but there is a 50% chance that their pants don’t fit right. The rest of us got away with a clean button-down shirt and, in my case, a cardigan. (Embrace your inner old man!) My boss was quite stylish, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt me to dress a little better around the office.

During the first two to three weeks making the move from a cardigan to a suit I was assaulted by comments and questions many times a day about whether I was interviewing for a job, giving a presentation, or going to court. It got old. It must have gotten old for the rest of the office, too, because after three weeks I was a guy who wore suits.

What type of suit-wearing guy are you, or do you wish your guy would be?

There are four types of suit-wearing guys:

  1. The Wedding / Funeral / Job Interview Guy
  2. The My Job Requires a Suit Guy
  3. The it’s Just the Suit Coat with Some Mismatched Pants, But I Still Look Better Than That Guy in the Simpson’s T-shirt Guy
  4. and the I’m a Man, of Course I Wear a Suit Guy

I used to be Guy #3. A social service agency where I once worked had a thrift store connected to it. Since I started my day before the store opened, I had first crack at the goods. Suits were a dollar, ties were twenty five cents. Awesome. I had many vintage sport coats that I thought looked great. I had no idea what to wear with them so the look often failed. But not long before that I had been wearing Frankenstein suits with the arms and legs too short, accompanied by Red Wing work boots and a straw hat with the brim cut off. Any step was a step in the right direction.


Now I am Guy #1. Charcoal Suit for Funerals, just a little snug because it is 7 years old? Check. Dark Blue Suit, fits great because I bought specifically for a recent wedding? Check.

I had a sales job once and really enjoyed the freedom of wearing a suit every day (Guy #2). I had 6 suits, 20 ties, some white shirts and a couple of blue ones. I looked “good” every day and ladies complimented me on my interesting ties. I didn’t look really good in my suits because my suits were not really good suits. $100 to $300 was the most I would spend for a new suit at TJ Maxx, and that was fine for a fella who was wearing suits because it was part of the job. It simplified my wardrobe, and there is tremendous value in that for a guy like me. The goal for Guy #2 is to fit in. He’s wearing a uniform.

I admire people who fall into the Guy #4 category. I imagine Paul Smith coming to visit my parents’ house for brunch, a banker in a real bank (Wells Fargo, you ain’t it), or a butler on his day off. I’ll never be this guy. There is no way I could invest the money required for the caliber of suit, not to mention the proper dry cleaning. People in this category sure look good, though. Sometimes it is nice to page through GQ while sitting in well-appointed clothing stores equipped with partner perches, and imagine being Guy #4. (In Minnesota, see shoplocalshops.com to see which stores meet my partner perch criteria.)

I could be Guy #3 again, but 20 years later I’m not sure what I think about Guy #3. I don’t always like the look, and think it is a bit of a fashion cop-out to pair some random suit coat with a graphic tee with a pair of dark jeans and call it a day. But then again, isn’t the ease of the suit the purpose of wearing it? It seems like Guy #2 at work is not all that different than Guy #3 at the popular drinking establishment in his intent or effect: Look good, fit in.

I said there were 4 types of suit-wearing guys, but there are at least 5. I did not mention Guy #5 because I have never seen him in the wild, but I have seen him in the Sartorialist. He’s wearing his fancy-lad jacket with shorts and hightops. WTF? I can’t even wrap my head around these guys so they’re left out of the discussion.


Images courtesy The Sartorialist. Except Frankenstein. I have no idea where HM dug him up.

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ManFashion Interlude: EVALUATED

by Sal on June 21, 2009 · 17 comments

When I was a teen, I lived in flannel, overalls, and combat boots and my dad called me “farmer Sal.” AND YET he always trusted me to pick out sweaters and shirts for him when he needed to do a shopping run at Marshall Fields.* But even without my guidance, my dad was always a sharp-dressed man. His recent penchant for Hawaiian shirts is a little alarming to me, but I feel that, overall, he’s got great taste.

It’s Father’s Day! How fashionable is YOUR dad?

*RIP

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ManFashion Interlude: SHOD

by Sal on June 13, 2009 · 26 comments


Historically, I have purchased shoes for comfort first, fashion second. Not a bad philosophy, but comfort and fashion do not need to be mutually exclusive. Ideally, shoes should be both fashionable and comfortable.

Guys, if this hasn’t sunk in yet, the ladies do check out your shoes and judge you. Sally even has an ex-boyfriend whose nickname is “Bad Shoes.” Think about that when you buy your next pair of generic loafers, Crappy Loafer Boy!

One of the advantages of living with a wife who writes a fashion blog is that I get to learn a thing or two. The first shoe lesson I learned was that shoes by John Fluevog are well made, comfortable, and stylish. The second thing I learned is that they cost over $100. I never knew shoes could cost over $100. However, I’m sure I’ll be passing along my Angel wing-tipped Fluevog combat boots to some teenage grand-nephew 40 years from now …

My Fluevogs are awesome, but except for a few interesting details, they (and most other man-shoe options) are pretty standard-looking. Where are the truly unique man-shoes hiding? Many of them are hiding at www.cydwoq.com. (Go there now and come back. I’ll wait. You need to see the options for man-shoes at Cydwoq before this discussion continues.)

As far as I know, Cydwoq shoes for men are not sold in stores in Minneapolis, Chicago, or Madison. I know. I’ve looked. I found a store in San Francisco that sold them, but they were closed and it was the last day of my vacation.

I found them in Milwaukee at an awesome store called Shoo. Everything in this store was interesting-looking, both for men and women. Kate – the helpful and enthusiastic shop owner – immediately noticed the Fluevogs that I was wearing, and I believe they were my pass into the secret club where I would be shown other cool shoes. Shoo carried two styles of short Cydwoq boots I had been looking for. I bought the Detect.

You can see in the composite image that these are versatile and handsome shoes. Check me out. Here I am right out of the shower brushing my teeth, weighing the cat, checking my blood pressure, sniffin’ the milk after a hard bike ride, and sitting on the stoop wondering where my glasses are. You can do anything in these shoes. They are just that comfortable. There is something about a steel plate in a sole that is happy-making for the feet.

(Click image to enlarge)
~Teeth brushing, cat weighing, blood pressure taking, milk sniffing, stoop sitting~

But are these shoes also fashionable? All I know is that I am at work for less than 10 minutes before a female coworker spots them from across the room and says, “I don’t know if I can say this to a guy a work, but I’m gonna say it: Those shoes are CUTE!” I told her the word she was looking for was, “Awesome,” but I’d take cute.

The Detect are kind of Hobbit-like in their design, which I also think is cool, but they certainly won’t be for everybody. Here is another lesson I learned: Hand-made, artistically-designed, guaranteed-to-last shoes can cost $295! That’s a tough lesson to learn, but these lessons get easier. Trust me.

I’ll close by saying that if you are ready for a nick name other than Crappy Loafer Boy, find your most stylish lady friend or man friend and have her/him take you where the cool shoes can be found (perhaps to Shoo if you are near Milwaukee). Comfortable and fashionable can be found in the same shoe, and you’ll be a happy guy when you find it.

Husband Mike is a regular contributor to Already Pretty, and to Sal’s style.

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ManFashion Interlude: BIRTHDAYED

by Sal on May 30, 2009 · 19 comments


Today is Husband Mike’s birthday. Won’t you stop by his blog and sing to him?

In case you don’t yet fully appreciate the awesomeness that is Husband Mike, here are a few factoids:

When we were courting, we went grocery shopping together for several meals worth of items. We bought a yam, because I like sweet potato fries and had planned to make some. Mike dislikes yams rather strongly. I left the yam at his apartment, despite several reminders to take it with me. So he slipped it into a seldom-used outer pocket of the Esprit bowler bag I used as a purse back then. I carried it around for FOUR FULL DAYS before discovering it. I still cannot believe he kept such a hilarious secret for so long.

When he lived in Seattle during the heyday of grunge, his band shared a practice space with Hole and the Posies. He claims to have stolen a piece of duct tape off Cobain’s guitar case, though I’ve never seen it.

Husband Mike is almost incomprehensibly tolerant of shopping. ESPECIALLY if there’s somewhere for him to sit. (He’s a big fan of Anthropologie stores because they contain comfy sofas AND coffee table books.)

When he sings something, it gets stuck in my head. It doesn’t matter if it’s a song or tune I’ve never heard in my entire life. He sings it, five minutes pass, I’m singing it.

Our boy cat, Simon (pictured here), is completely enamored of Mike. This despite the fact that Mike flies Simon around like an airplane, calls him “bullet,” “tubs,” and other insulting names, grabs his tender neckmeat when they are fake-wrestling, and frequently holds Simon about three inches above the ground for as long as he’ll tolerate it … until the poor cat finally squirms or somersaults out of Mike’s grasp onto the floor. On the weekends, they shower together. Simon is a special boy who is endlessly fascinated by the drain.

He cooks a mean tiramisu.

He is the funniest person ALIVE. Once we made some microwave nachos for dinner, and then laid down for a little nap. His stomach immediately launched into an amazing array of gurgles and groans. He said, “That translates to, ‘WELCOME, NACHOS!’”

Now. Guess how old he is. Go on, guess. You’ll never guess. I’m telling you, the man drinks the blood of virgins when I’m not looking …

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ManFashion Interlude: BANNED

by Sal on April 25, 2009 · 17 comments

Here are Husband Mike‘s thoughts on my six-month shopping ban. PROMISE that I only edited for grammar!


It’s hard to believe that Sally’s ban was for 6 full months. Time went by pretty quickly. I have some thoughts and observations:

  • At about month 3, things seemed to be pretty tough for Sally and there seemed to be an increase in requests for gifts and discussions about ways to justify purchases. My favorite was, “If you buy me some black tights, I’ll buy you something that costs the same.” This did not work and she made do without new black tights.

  • Sally was significantly less worried about money. Many people use money for things other than clothes, and Sally was soon talking about buying concert tickets, getting cable TV, and even buying an actual TV (which is awesome; how I ever watched TV on a set smaller than 32” I will never know). This change of view helped me out as well. We began living life more fully when we weren’t worried about money.
  • Sally was able to be more selective in her purchases. She knew when something was important to have, and when she had enough. Shoes seem to be an exception, but I do not really understand women with regards to shoes.
  • Sally now seems more relaxed and secure having built a financial safety net as a result of not spending so much on clothes. It’s amazing to know how much better one feels when you know that you can pay for a major car repair without having to charge it.

As most of you know, we were in San Francisco when the banned ended. We scheduled the vacation around the ending of the ban, like any normal person would, and this was a good idea considering the good shopping that was to be had. (I bought a new hat.)

On the day the ban ended, Sally and I took a streetcar to an outdoor market to look around. It took Sally 11 minutes to buy 2 necklaces. I timed her. I tried to discourage her initially by saying that the first necklace looked like a string of cocktail weenies, but she still bought it. The green turquoise necklace that followed was awesome, though.

Sally’s post-ban shopping activity was completely reasonable and rationally paced (after she got those two necklace purchases out of the way). It is great that she had her bloggy friend Audi to shop with since I do not have much patience when shopping. I hung out with Audi’s S.O., Mark, who is interested in all things and was a great travel companion.

As I write this, it is a week or so after the ban, and things around the house seem pretty normal. Sally seems excited to have money and realize that she has choices with the things she buys, and that the things she buys do not have to be clothes.

The greatest change I see in Sal’s post-ban life if that she is conscious of the choices she is making and aware of her feelings and motivations around her purchases. Her growth makes me want to try a life experiment of my own. I’m open to suggestions.

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And while we’re on the subject of HM

Husband Mike is FAR more diplomatic than I. He gives the best, most thoughtful, kind, and helpful advice of anyone I’ve ever known. So I asked him to share his wisdom on a sensitive subject: How to convince the man in your life that it’s time to let go of that beer-stained sweatshirt/pair of horrifying oxblood brogues/moth-eaten hat and move into a more clean, refined, adult look. And more importantly, how to do this without hurting his feelings or making yourself look like a shallow, conniving, intolerant harpy. Here’s his advice.

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Maybe your significant other needs a total makeover or maybe he just needs to get rid of one stained and holey sweatshirt that he wears every day. Either way, you are hoping for a change. How do you facilitate this change? After all, the holey sweatshirt might be a holy sweatshirt to him.

The picture above shows me in my favorite boots. (And, yes, I am wearing a Volkswagen Bug hubcap on my face. I am no stranger to fashion risk-taking.) I luuuuvved these boots. I found them on a rainy day at a garage sale for $1, they fit perfectly, and they provided me with a little dress code rebellion at my government day job. I wore them with everything from jeans to shorts to suit pants. Yes, they were the perfect boots.

I say “were,” because I had an ex who never wanted to see those boots on me again. She convinced me to get rid of these boots the old fashioned way: By nagging me. I still resent it 10 years later, and I am still looking for a replacement pair. Clearly, she chose the wrong way to change her man’s wardrobe.

The right way involves many subtle steps and a lot of consideration. But before you even start thinking about changing his look, consider the reasons behind his fashion choices. If you’re not sure what those reasons might be, let me give you a short cheat sheet. Your man probably wears the clothes he does because:

  • They are comfortable
  • They go with every thing else he owns
  • They were cool once
  • He hates shopping with a passion and won’t be bothered with the activity

But since these are not the only possible reasons, I suggest you begin with a discussion about clothes with your man. He may be totally unaware that his striped, banded-collar Garth Brooks shirts are out of style and a bit embarrassing. He might think he looks awesome, or he might think that how he looks is of no concern to anyone. Or the single offending item – like my work boots – might have strong emotional value. If this is the case, you have a tough job ahead of you.

Ask your man what his favorite clothes are and why he likes them.
Ask him what he thinks about those items in his wardrobe that you like, but that he never wears. You’re accumulating research to help you with your future goal of getting him into some new clothes.

Personally, I am drawn to clothes with interesting textures. Wife Sally knows that if she is picking something out for me, she’ll have a better chance of getting me to wear it if it is combed cotton, or if it is made from really heavy fabric that makes it hard to wrinkle. I don’t remember thinking about clothes very often before Sally’s spike in interest, so just talking with your man about clothes may facilitate a change.

Once you know what interests your man about his favorite clothes, then you do your pre-shopping research. Go to the stores, go online, page through the catalogs to see if you can find things that fit his criteria.

Once you’ve got some likely shops picked out, try these statements when you approach the subject of purchasing new clothes:

(Store name) is having a sale and I want to pick out a few things for you. Is there anything you want me to try to find for you?
If he really does want to get something new, he might tell you, then there you go.

I’d like to get you another sweatshirt like your favorite. Is there a certain color you want?
You have already found out why that nasty old sweatshirt is his favorite so now you know what to get.

Let’s stop in here. I want to show you something that will look fantastic on you.
People need to see how things look on them in order to decide if a new look is one that they like. It might be hard to convince your guy to go shopping, but if you are already out somewhere together, it is much easier to make a stop someplace. Perhaps you have pre-shopped the store so you know exactly where you are going and what it is you want to show him.

What to do at the store:
Remember, most guys have low tolerance for shopping, so it has to be enjoyable (or as enjoyable as possible). I recommend going to a store with fantastic service – someplace where a perky sales lady is going to tell him he looks fabulous and bring out additional shirts and stuff that she thought would be great on him.

What to do at home:
Positive reinforcement is the key. Compliments are important. Show him off to your friends so they can compliment him, too. If you need to break out some spontaneous affection, that’s not a bad idea either.

What Not To Do:

  • Do not throw things away without permission. He may be your man, but his clothes are his, and how he looks it ultimately up to him.

  • Do not criticize him in public, don’t call him a slob, don’t tease him in front of his friends. There’s no reason to be mean.
  • Do not withhold affection. Again, mean.

Final Thoughts:
Consider not doing anything. Do you really want to mess with replacing a nasty sweatshirt when it makes him happy? Ask yourself why it is so important to change your man’s wardrobe. The more selfish your reasons, the more you should let your guy replace items in his own time. If you wish to act as a resource to facilitate change that he is unable to make on his own (but wouldn’t mind making), go to it and pick out a couple of things you hope he might like.

Top image courtesy megnut, Husband Mike image courtesy Husband Mike.

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