Wild at Heart

Sailor's individuality jacket

Candy Penny has always been dedicated to food and minimal chatter. There is just too much of it out there, and I choose to hoard my two cents. Today I am making an exception.

An old boyfriend of mine was once outraged that a man in his hometown airport  sneered at him, "there's Waldo". Some ten years later I chuckle to myself about this, because as of late I've been seeing Waldo everywhere.  This prototype can only be judged by his exterior and who knows what lurks beneath the speckles, the sloppy hat, and booties but without delving into polemics, the focus of this topic is uniform.


When I was a teenager in the 90's I came to the city "to be different". You recognized others like you by their uniform. Maybe now I'm just grown up and seeking normalcy, but gentlemen (and I don't mean waxy mustachioed gentlemen) don't forget to be yourself. A uniform is a uniform, whether it's doc martins or dockers.  I'm no fashion guru and hardly a shallow gal, but I have a few pointers that the Waldo's of the world can take to heart:

1. There are many types of glasses out there that are flattering and handsome and make you look smart. My dad looked pretty cool with his 60's thick black specs, he also looked "cool" with his giant 80's frames. Ditch 'em.

2. Unless it's really cold or you are at the beach, don't wear a hat. Please don't wear a hat indoors. Take off your hat when talking to a lady.

3. I love flannel too, but save it for laundry day. Wear a white t-shirt under a button up, the ladies go wild.

4. You're not a teenager anymore, so don't present yourself like one.

5. It doesn't matter what shape or size you are, just be manly. Manly doesn't mean macho.

I leave you with another letter to men, penned by Christina Hendricks via Gala Darling.