Man-boys
I'm desperately embarrassed for anyone who's old enough to shave and still dresses like a teenager. More specifically, men in their 20s who are desperately trying to retain some level of teen hipness by walking around with their baseball caps turned sideways, wearing sleeveless t-shirts, gold chains, knee-length shorts and pairs of Timberland boots.
But what makes me even more sad is when I see them with kids, as I did last week at a family night cookout at Emmeline's camp. It wasn't just one or two conspicuous dads like this -- it was probably half a dozen of them, desperately trying to retain some sense of their youth by dressing like they were kids. And all they succeeded in doing was looking like a bunch of four-star assholes.
I'm not saying that just because you're a father it means you have to start looking 50, nor do I think that men should give up a sense of personal style once they have their own kids. But I do believe you should have enough self-respect to recognize when you're looking foolish and make an effort not to do so.
Maybe I'm just getting old.