You’ve never changed a tire.
R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit
this is the only september 11th post I’m reblogging
Homo sapiens sapiens is an intolerant subspecies. We find reasons to fight one another.
Why It’s Hard to Take Men’s Fashion Magazines Seriously
This New York Times Magazine piece features a brooding model wearing some beautiful leather jackets in a banal suburban setting. OK. Not a problem; even kind of cool. The average price of the five jackets shown? $5,980.60. And it’s not a number thrown off by an outlier; the bargain Coach jacket above is the cheapest at just under $1k.
According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, the average American family spent $1,736 on clothing in 2012 (the subset of “men and boys” spent $408, a figure that may make PTO readers blush). Maybe the New York Times Magazine fashion spread is not intended for the average man, but the Times has estimated that the median income of its website visitors is $70,000, just above the national average of about $66,000.
I know that we, too, regularly recommend clothing with costs that would dwarf the average man’s yearly apparel budget, and we gawk admiringly at the wardrobes of the superwealthy, but the gulf between realistic spending habits and the cost of the clothing regularly featured in the pages of magazines raises the questions: what’s the point? To look at beautiful things, artfully arranged? To show us what’s current in loftier circles that we might aspire to? To placate advertisers? And where do we each choose to draw the line between what’s OK to spend vs. what is ridiculous?
I’d argue this economic disconnect is what drives men to seek out more value-oriented sources of information like PTO, independent blogs, and clothing forums.
Photo by Matthew Kristall.
I’d say it’s to make the consumer happy that he paid only $350 at Marshalls for that Coach jacket that was originally $1000. Who really pays retail for fashion? Nobody.
I bought my trusty bastón from the old guy here. It saved my bacon once .
Dozens of other peregrinos in your band. You don’t know them yet, but you see them day after day, dine, laugh, cry, pray, drink, with them. You tell them things you wouldn’t tell your best friend. It’s the Camino, and you’ll be changed forever.