The indignant Philly-lover in me wants to roll my eyes and say, "What does GQ know?" dudes in Philly are fine. But then I look around and see the style of the men around me and I'm like, "Well... GQ might have a point." (See the full story here)
Yes, Philadelphia men. It's time to step it up a notch.
But not for the silly reasons GQ is saying. I mean Philly men are whack not because of "Mullets, (see: Daulton, Darren; Bacon, Kevin; Public, John Q.), ironed jeans (see: Rendell, Ed), and that favorite accoutrement of swashbucklers, ballplayers, and lion tamers alike, the groomed goatee (see: Croce, Pat)."
Philly men are whack because they are sloppy. Do you have to wear jerseys all the time? Are they ultimate side of machismo? I'm over them. So over them. Jeans are okay, but they shouldn't be so old they look tattered. What about better hair cuts? What about dressing up? How about taking a chance with color? Fashion matters. The more you say it doesn't, the worse you look.
Whew. Glad to get that off my chest.
So Philadelphia men, step up to the plate. Show GQ that you can rock your gear. Take a chance, mix patterns and go for crisp dress shirt in a bold color. And most importantly pull your pants up.