Generally speaking, if you notice what a guy is wearing, it means there is something terribly, terribly wrong with his outfit.
Having their clothes not noticed- that is the most men can aspire to. Oh- I know there are ironic columns in earnest lefty humus-eating papers about pink shirts and the trouser lengths in men’s fashion, but honestly, even I can’t be bothered to read them. So long as a man can wear a shirt in a non-eye-ball-searing colour matched with jeans or grey/black/pants and doesn’t smell or burp audibly, then that is as much as you can expect.
An example- Walking across the Killam atrium the other day, I saw a guy striding in the opposite direction dressed in a green polo shirt and brown slacks. So far, so good. But he had tied a narrow chiffony red-pink print scarf around his head, with ends floating down by his shoulder. A shudder ran through me.
But this afternoon, I was idly looking up some favourite music video clips (I know! The harried life of a graduate student with a thesis looming over her! who is a mother, no less!), and there he was- my long-time favourite the Dire Straits lead singer (whose name I don’t even know- I just realised), with a red headband wrapped around his shaggy locks.
Well guys, here’s a tip for you. There are two places you may wear headbands: First, on an Apline ski slope (please note Alpine, not Shemshak or Dizin), and second, if you are sharing the stage with Sting singing “Money for Nothing”. Otherwise, steer clear of fishy head gear.