Head’s up, gentlemen. Although your fashion trends have been fortified against intruders for ages, your suit and tie are under siege and somewhere between society and the gym, your clothes were sacked.
The guys who ordered this fashion coup come from the entertainment and sports industries, and your Mad Men days may be numbered.
Just when you thought you’d gotten your polo on, it’s as if public school took out Ralph Lauren in a fashion drive-by. Known simply as “street,” the style’s spreading faster than running shoes, and, for starters, involves wearing sneakers with your suit, your peacoat over your athletic wear and shorts atop your trousers while simultaneously expressing your financial prosperity through clothes. That’s correct, for something that started on the street corner, it’s not cheap.
A survey of the current fashion literature suggests there are some fresh-from-the-city clothing terms to arm yourself with as you enter the menswear fray:
STREET: That big city aura. Part 7-Eleven and part socialite, street is high-end reproductions of your personal favorites, mostly active wear. It means Prada is now making your sweatshirts and sneakers for $1,000. You might be mugged on the street for this.
Undercurrent of defensive aggression: What you’re trying to project with your peacoat over your sweatpants.
Classic Americana Box: This is the opposite of street. Khakis.
Establishment, Heritage or Legacy Companies: What you can’t wear anymore unless you mix with sneakers and sweatpants and then put your peacoat on top.
Walkability: What you get from a pair of original Nike Air Jordan 1s.
Vibrancy: You will attract attention.
Diversity: You will look like Kanye West.
Oversize silhouette: You will look homeless.
Ringing in the New Year
No one knows glamour like the Petroleum Club, and its New Year’s Eve gala was old-school elegant. There were more fur coats and finely dressed men than anywhere else in town, and just getting started were Delores Lanza, Peter and Kathy Piccione, society regulars Morgan and Helen Goudeau and always-uptown Sal and Madeline Ghandour. Some things should never change, and this is one of them.
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven …
Out with the old and in with the new. Matt Chiasson hosted a New Year’s Eve bash, both in honor of his brother and to debut Lafayette’s spiffy new hot spot, The Grouse Room. Some 500 guests crowded into La Marquise for the stretch limo, rafter-shaking shindig, among them Hollywood-handsome Luke Jordan and wife Emily, Jill Chiasson Jordan, Aimee and David John, Paul and Jhan Beaullieu, Rick and Susan Randol, girl posse Jeanne Lousao, Susan Nini and Gina Betansky, Sinatra singer Spencer Racca, Anson Trahan and pretty Jada Talley. Simply the place to be that night, and if the Chiasson family charm is any indication, The Grouse Room will be also. What we loved: The Advocate’s own Marsha Sills doing the Lindy Hop with the Lafayette Swing Dance Society.
Should Auld Acquaintance
Jennifer LeBlanc hosted family and friends in her Wilbert Street home for a fabulous start to the New Year. Jennifer’s “casual” means a full-on, sit-down dinner for 15 or 20 and food to make a chef jealous. On the lucky end of her largesse this time were Laura Ann Edwards, future pharmacist Anne-Marie Thibodeaux, son Charles Piccione and pretty girlfriend Michelle Nguyen, Suzanne Thibodeaux, musician Charlie Reese, radio god Don Allen, Maria Breaux, Raoul Blanco, PR czar Aaron Martin, Jeff Roy and LSU engineering student Michael Leonpacher, who, incidentally, I taught long ago and for whom I take complete credit.