Nothing worse than a grown up guy dressing like a teenager, in my opinion. So there has been this quest for the ideal outfit. Black two-piece suit is good. But since I already own more than a dozen of those, I’ve been looking for something else. Something perfect.
Then it hit me. What looks better on a guy in his forties with
greyish-whitish silver hair than a pilot’s uniform? Think about it.
I could just see myself dressed in a tailored navy blue airline pilot’s uniform.
Of course, one wouldn’t want to be caught wearing one around an actual airport, sort of hard to explain nowadays, end up in prison and all that, no sense of humor those guys. But otherwise.
The airline pilot’s uniform communicates exactly that which is most attractive about grown up men, doesn’t it: experience, adulthood, dashing-ness, a sense of fun and romance, and above all responsibility.
Think about it. That must be the one single thing we have that young men don’t: We’re responsible. For, well for many things. Environmental devastation and daily extinction of new species. The rise of non-democratic kleptocracies. Western society’s ethical collapse. Pop music.