As is cable or waffle knit.
The works of the devil. No, I am not a Scottish fisherman, and I am also not fFraisier Crane.
Really? I love those things. Chunky shawl cardigans, fisherman cable crewnecks, cricket v-necks. I'm not JFK, a crabber, or a tennis player, but I get a kick out of looking like such. If I wore only "what I am," I'd have to dress in printer's ink and copy style guides, hardly a stylish choice.
They are quite ghastly.
Really. Since when?
Chunky sweaters are for old men, with red veiny potatoe-like noses, beards and massive yellow teeth. Think Bill Ramsay, Theodore Bikel or this British guy. Writers, who live in a rural place.
Once I rule the world, these are one of the first to be lined up against a wall and shot. Together with their smelly book collections and ugly wifes with white strappy sandals and Arts and Crafts stuff.
Hefty and hearty need not be oversized, but if I had to choose between a world full of stocky men in muffintop rustic sweaters of one of svelte androgynes in clingy paper-thin v-necks, I think I'd pick the former.
I like heavy knit sweaters, heavy tweed jackets, overcoats, wooly scarves, all the accoutrements of winter in fact. Trouble is, it's rarely cold enough to wear them in London.
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Ha ha. Well, he did have some missteps, didn't he. Happens to the best of us.
I think in these times of homogenization, dumbing down and elevating the lowest common denominator to the status of celebrity, any technique to defend and elevate style and the individual is a heroic, if not revolutionary act.
You don't have to do it with the above you mention, but it can certainly help. You don't need a Jermyn Street shirt, a luxury watch or car to defeat the dark forces facing us. All you need is a pair of C&J's, a decent Longines and a Joker in your deck!
I don't mind, t' Arran, used to wear em back in't 80s when they had a vogue. Fisherman's rib jumpaz too.
Not worn one for a while mind, its a basterd to moor the trawler these days...
Az for ostentation, I'm all for it.
...give it to em..GOOD & 'ARD.
Regrettably some of us are so plebeian as to have to worry about heating bills (hard to believe in this age of affluence I know), so wearing thick sweaters has a practical as well as aesthetic value.
I've never seen it as preppy though.
Pretty much modern central heating has made the waist coat and thick jumpers redundant unless you're going out into the wilds in the bleak mid winter. One could say that too for Viyella shirts, but there's always those who have inherited stately homes who can only afford to heat one hall in the great house.
Over here the worst heating crime can be found on the Randstad rail, which is a hybrid between a train and a tram, this time of year the heating is turned on so you get in the compartment to find it overly heated with your winter layers, packed to the brim at rush hour and an incubator for all the seasonal flus and diseases. Truly an idiotic solution for protecting the public from the inclement weather of the winter season.
It is pretty funny that chunky sweaters are controversial suddenly. What's next on the chopping block? Chinos? Blazers? Loafers?
Fleeces are ubiquitous throughout the UK and probably the rest of the world. Personally I've never seen one I thought looked good.
In fact I find them depressing.
I've had to go on meds because of them.