A Don Doesn't Wear Shorts

So I took Tuesday off. I was feeling a little burnt out from work and after a long Monday I thought it might do me some good to do nothing. I know, loyal readers will observe that I already do a lot of nothing but doing nothing on a Tuesday when you should be at work has a nice sneaky feel to it.

One thing I did want to do was buy a new pair of shorts. Now, I know real New Yorkers don't wear shorts and for many years I've lived by that except when in route to the gym (which is pretty much every day, so I guess I don't live by that after all). But seven years in California kind of changed my way of thinking and no one seems to follow the shorts rule nearly as much as they did back in the 1980s so I thought it might be time for a new pair.

But finding shorts that a guy my age can wear is no easy task. I look younger than I am but even with that in consideration I have a wiry to athletic build that just doesn't really look good in the baggy down the the knee shorts that the kids are wearing these days. I have to acknowledge my age because there is nothing worse than someone trying to pull off clothes they really shouldn't be wearing.

I went to the Gap, Filene's (I don't want to hear it, they have some good shit there) a bunch of those jeans stores that are everywhere and struck out. I was told by a friend that I should get the sort of dressy shorts and then do the loafers no socks thing but that's not gonna happen. See, I wear sneakers with shorts. Sorry, it's who I am and it's not going to change. The main reason I wear sneakers is that no matter how Disneyfied New York gets it's still New York and your life can still end at any moment. That's the thrill of living here. Having said that, it is crucial that one be able to run fast at any given second and one can't do that wearing loafers without socks, flip-flops or any thing like that.

After all that, I decided to wear jeans last night and for now at least be a real New Yorker. But the search for shorts will go on.