It's recent. Nothing much matters but what's in people's living memory. That's why the Lounge is such a special thing - we don't have to follow that rule.
It's pretty damn sad that we have to have ANY of our looks sold back to us by a nation whose understanding of them is so very different: rigid, imitative, head-to-toe followership - and at a super-premium price to boot.
But that's the price of being a giant nation with a throwaway culture - unless everybody wants something, nobody can have it, because it gets trashed and we tool up for the next Big Thing.
I was about to post this article. Luckily I found it was already here. Haven't even finished the it yet. I find it interesting, but also very amusing. Having grown up in a community that was infested by very affluent preppy types in the summer, I have been very conscious of the style since at least the fifities. And I've been very ambivalent about my strong urge to imitate it and shun it at the same time.
What I find ironic about it is that to me the American Preppy, or Ivy look, as I first referred to it, is to me an American varioation on the British upper class style. The main difference being, broadly, that any given style of British dress is mimicked by Americans, but used in a one notch more formal context. The standard example of this would be wing tips. In Britain the wing tipped brogue was invented as an outdoor shoes, for mucking about in soggy terrain. The holes are meant to let the water drain out. They've been translated by Americans as the personification of formal business dress. I think this principal can be applied to other garments as well.
So I'm going to finish the article, and maybe I'll have some more comments afterward.
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