How You Gonna Act Like I Ain't No 'Lo Head?

 

 Early in my days of blogging, a friend of mine asked me if I could only wear one designer for the rest of my life who would it be.  I said, if I could wear all the brands of Ralph Lauren I would be straight.  The man just makes dope clothes.  None of his labels are whack.  Even Polo Golf makes some things that make me say,"Hmm, I think it might be time to hit up the driving range."  From fit to construction, the whole RL team knows what they are doing.

Old Man Pants, Young Man Style

I'm from the Midwest. While many of you may still be knee deep in football coverage, NFL playoffs and draft predictions, it's basketball season in my mind.  I spent pretty much all of my formative years on the court. I played 2 and a half years of varsity and AAU in high school and though I didn't play in college, I went to (and still go to) every game.  Enough of my trip down memory lane, this blog is about clothes.  If you have read GQ for any length period of time, you will know that they tell you to stay away from pleated pants like the plague.  While they are right, for the most part, the issue with pleated pants isn't so much the fact that they are pleated; it's that 99% of the pleated pants on the market are crap.  They are ill fitting, and the traditional double pleat make them the male equivalent of "mom jeans".  Enter the slim, single pleated pant. They are the sartorial A.I. crossover: GQ said no, I said yes.

Old Dog, New Tricks

 Happy New Year to everyone!  Welcome to 2011 and welcome back to Dapper Demeanor.  I took a hiatus to spend time with (real life) loved ones and now I'm back for the people that entertain my online banter my electronic loved ones.  As I have alluded to on both Tumblr and Twitter, this post feature my thoughts on the Florsheim Veblan.  This post also highlights my first experience thrifting a blazer.