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# 72-The zoot suit: The nineties version of the bowtie.




The topic of prom like clothing at youth functions has already been addressed once in this blog, but the topic I wish to address is an entire entity all its own.



Yes the zoot suit, we’re all ashamed to admit it, men, but amid the late nineties, during the swing music revival, led by such bands as Squirrel Nut Zipper and The Brian Setzer Orchestra, we all donned our double pleated pants, knee length 24 button jacket and sometimes even the two tone wing tips.



But wait! Those days never left us! At least not the weird kid who still tries to pull off royal blue mobster chic at every camp/conference/convention. There’s always one, and he’s never hard to spot. He’s usually by himself (go figure), walking full swagger (I swore I’d never use that word) through a throng of people, carrying with him a bible and an undeserved sense of accomplishment.



It’s hard to tell why he has such a hard time letting go of a style that died with Princess Diana. Does he really think it still looks good? Is it the only thing he could dig out of his brothers closet? Did he lose a bet? Heaven only knows what’s going through this handsome devils head, but at the next student function I hope to courage up the guts to ask.



(Side note - when I did the google image search for zoot suits 90% of the results were halloween costumes. I'm just sayin...)

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  1. *sniff* this was a traumatizing post to read. i had blocked all of those terrible memories of those ghastly things. and they all came flooding back to me at once! those where dark days my friend, dark days.

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