Surfrider
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As of this morning, I get it.
Sitting directly in front of me (in my chem class) is what I have come to understand to be a stereotypical "douchebag." He's 20 or 21, stocky (meaning he could/should lose 10 pounds), and sporting a fauxhawk. He has diamond ("diamond?" studs in his ears, and an imitation Rolex (or similar) on his wrist. Every day he comes to class wearing Rock & Republic, True Religion, or Sevens with flamboyent stitching on the pockets. Today he's wearing a red, too-tight-for-a-chunky-dude tshirt that says "Ed Hardy" in large bold script across the back. His shoes are...something terrible, I don't know what, made by Nike. He reeks of expensive-but-not-pleasant cologne. And he carries himself in a manner that tells the casual observer he thinks he is the ****.
Wow.
I feel as though a sartorial fog has suddenly been lifted from me. I suddenly get it. I don't know how I never noticed these guys before; the attitude, the in-your-face, high-end-department-store labels...they're ridiculous! I mean, if they guy likes the way he looks, more power to him, but...he makes me think of a juvenile peacock. It's a riot! And, too, I suddenly understand what is meant when it is said somebody "tries too hard."
Wow.
Sitting directly in front of me (in my chem class) is what I have come to understand to be a stereotypical "douchebag." He's 20 or 21, stocky (meaning he could/should lose 10 pounds), and sporting a fauxhawk. He has diamond ("diamond?" studs in his ears, and an imitation Rolex (or similar) on his wrist. Every day he comes to class wearing Rock & Republic, True Religion, or Sevens with flamboyent stitching on the pockets. Today he's wearing a red, too-tight-for-a-chunky-dude tshirt that says "Ed Hardy" in large bold script across the back. His shoes are...something terrible, I don't know what, made by Nike. He reeks of expensive-but-not-pleasant cologne. And he carries himself in a manner that tells the casual observer he thinks he is the ****.
Wow.
I feel as though a sartorial fog has suddenly been lifted from me. I suddenly get it. I don't know how I never noticed these guys before; the attitude, the in-your-face, high-end-department-store labels...they're ridiculous! I mean, if they guy likes the way he looks, more power to him, but...he makes me think of a juvenile peacock. It's a riot! And, too, I suddenly understand what is meant when it is said somebody "tries too hard."
Wow.