Skinny jeans are all the rage for men.
Men love them but want to be able to walk in them, says the NYT Fashion folks.
Now my man, he doesn’t wear jeans, much to the chagrin of his fashionista daughter.
Konnie has begged and pleaded and cajoled and even spent her own $$ to outfit her daddy in the most hip pair of jeans, yet, he refuses.
No. Way. Hosea.
He won’t be donning any knit hats, unless they are adorned with a Nike Logo and come in the always classic black.
And those skinny jean?
He’s got the physique.
He could wear them well, with style and sass.
And then, only if the gun was pointed at me, or one of the daughters.
If you threatened him with it, he’d just laugh.
Right in your face.
It matters not.
He’s not wearing them.
There’s a lot of men just like him. Men’s men. The kind who feel more comfortable in their work clothes. Men like Granpa Harve.
Imagine, if you can,
the creator of Aslan,
wearing a pair of skinny jeans.
Or acid wash.
But I’d wager they’d cut the person who suggests they put on a pair of skinny jeans
Danny would look silly
It’s a nod to the kind of people we are.