Another nugget of KL wisdom: “I’m a working-class person, working with class.” Isn’t he wonderful?
But, I digress.
I was inspired to write this post by my friend JA, who thoughtfully sent me the alluring illustration I have included in this post (you’re welcome, by the way), asking the question “Do men let their dress standards lower as they get older?”
I don’t think this is necessarily so for men or for women. I am sure there are some who just don’t care any more. There are some who never have. And, so what? Maybe these people have other things they’d rather do with their time, money, and energy. Conversely, and personally, I think that an outward impression of at least a modicum of attention to one’s appearance is a sign of inner self-respect. Plus, I like pretty shoes.
Having said that, I wear exercise pants every day. In public. You know why, Karl Lagerfeld? Because I am EXERCISING. I load Captain Chatterbox and Mademoiselle Headstrong into the double stroller and do the school run (well, walk). And I think it would be a bit silly to do so in evening wear.