A few weeks ago, my brother and I were looking at old family pictures and we came across a photo of my dad in the ’70s. He was wearing giant Terry Richardson-style glasses, short shorts, some kind of subversive message T-shirt, and rocking a full beard. We looked at each other, and I whispered, “Oh my god. Was our dad the first hipster?” My brother quickly filed the picture away, saying, “We can’t let the government know about this.”
According to an awesome new Tumblr, Dads: The Original Hipsters, my dad’s not the only one. From bearded beer-brewers to deep V-neck wearers, the baby boomer generation was chock full of hipsters who had no idea they were hipsters. Was your dad one of them? Submit a photo and let the world know. Keep reading »
Every now and again, you see an older man dressed impeccably and wonder where the hell he came from and if he’s even from the same species as your own dad. Because sometimes your dad looks good, but more often than not, he’s woefully misguided in sweater vests, sock/sandal combos and those hideously unattractive pleated from khakis that dads everywhere seem to love so much.
My mom’s a pretty classy lady, so she’s beaten a vague sense of style into my dad over the twenty two years they’ve been married. But even though he’s lived two decades under the watchful eye of clothing nazi, every other time I turn around he’s wearing all sorts of fleece and even the occasional Teva sandal. Enough is enough. There are certain things that we as daughters just shouldn’t have to put up with. Keep reading »