Yes. That’s a really valid point.
From my viewpoint, the biggest workwear fanatics seem to be people who pay other men to put up a shelf or decorate their ‘workspace’.
If you’ve ever HAD to wear it, you don’t want to return to it, and you should have more respect then to use it as fancy dress.
It's more or less cosplay in my mind. I was baffled to see signs advertising Dickies in Southern Italy around fifteen years ago, perplexed to read about them here and elsewhere as a Russell Street offering.
Mind you, the boilersuit I had to wear in the spring of 1976, covered in dried mastic, would have won few prizes for elegance.
As for boots, definitely not. Not Red Wings. Not anything like them. Shell cordo loafers? Yes, please.
I imagine some of them (Dickies, Carharrt) will be incredibly grateful to have been given a second wind by being picked up as credible ‘streetwear’. Some of it’s pretty good. Timberlands work for me if it’s cold and wet, but I’m not making any statement by wearing them.
As you say, to me, real workwear should be covered in dry mastic and smell of white spirit. And if they’re boots, they should be ones your wife won’t allow in the house. Let alone on a Friday night while out for a craft G&T
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My first day, they got me working with red lead oxide paint and sawing angle iron. No brush, just a piece of rag. You can imagine the state of my hands by knocking-off time. Of course, they were taking the piss.
On mine they gave me a junior hacksaw and told me to cut an RSJ steel beam in half