Somewhat Abashedly Prep. I have a long history of really hating “prep”.  From growing up in a small town in Rural Vermont where “prep” was synonymous with “stupid jocky douchebag” to being a thrift jockey in southern Maine and being told I’m not “authentic” enough because I don’t own 500 birds eye sweaters and have the wrong brand of boat shoe. As a (former) punk, I’ve always tried to blaze my own trail.  Consequently I eschewed prep (and many other potential stylistic options) because that lifestyle was not mine, and I didn’t want it to be (plus I was raised Catholic, so I’m ordered by God to set fire to Protestants… right?)  Prep wasn’t me, so it wasn’t for me maaaaan. However, thanks to the internet I get to see that I was 100% wrong. For better or worse, styles traditionally reserved for one social group aren’t as tightly bound to lifestyle anymore.  Stylistic movements like Black Ivy or Japanese Americana, can re-purpose prep staples to their own ends without the lifestyle trappings, why can’t I? So here’s to embracing the preppy side.  You can’t stay an angry punk forever. ————————————————————————————- Thrifted: Lerner Shop Wool Tennis Sweater (Made in the British Crown Colony of Hong Kong) - $4 Custom? (no tags) OCBD - $5 UNIQLO jeans - $11.20 Sebago Penny Loafers - $7 ($8?) Also, RIP my sunglasses which came into Salvation Army with me and then vanished at some point.  I’m glad I only buy knockoffs.
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Somewhat Abashedly Prep.

I have a long history of really hating “prep”.  From growing up in a small town in Rural Vermont where “prep” was synonymous with “stupid jocky douchebag” to being a thrift jockey in southern Maine and being told I’m not “authentic” enough because I don’t own 500 birds eye sweaters and have the wrong brand of boat shoe.

As a (former) punk, I’ve always tried to blaze my own trail.  Consequently I eschewed prep (and many other potential stylistic options) because that lifestyle was not mine, and I didn’t want it to be (plus I was raised Catholic, so I’m ordered by God to set fire to Protestants… right?)  Prep wasn’t me, so it wasn’t for me maaaaan.

However, thanks to the internet I get to see that I was 100% wrong.

For better or worse, styles traditionally reserved for one social group aren’t as tightly bound to lifestyle anymore.  Stylistic movements like Black Ivy or Japanese Americana, can re-purpose prep staples to their own ends without the lifestyle trappings, why can’t I?

So here’s to embracing the preppy side.  You can’t stay an angry punk forever.

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Thrifted:

Lerner Shop Wool Tennis Sweater (Made in the British Crown Colony of Hong Kong) - $4

Custom? (no tags) OCBD - $5

UNIQLO jeans - $11.20

Sebago Penny Loafers - $7 ($8?)

Also, RIP my sunglasses which came into Salvation Army with me and then vanished at some point.  I’m glad I only buy knockoffs.

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  1. badscene reblogged this from afistfulofstyle
  2. badscene said: Dude, from one ex-punk to another, you speak the truth. I also came form the East Coast and abhorred everything prep. Now I can dig the clothes, just hate the mindset. Keep preaching, you’re one of my favorite blogs of recent.
  3. vinnienz91 reblogged this from afistfulofstyle
  4. thesilentist said: I feel like you and I might have the same exact sweater. What’s your label say, if you don’t mind my asking?
  5. bbgahman said: WWWHHHHYYYYYYYYY must you taunt me with taintilizing tennis sweaters!? I know working at the store must help, but the sheer quality in addition to quantity you get is insane. I need to thrift more often.
  6. theskinnyguinea said: Can’t you see? This, attention to stylistic detail, trying to stand out as an individual yet still be part of a subculture, rejecting the status quo of grown men dressing like slobs *is* #punkrock. “Punk is whatever we made it to be.” - D. Boon
  7. graemewa said: That sweater is dope as
  8. edwinzee said: Dope sweater!
  9. girouxmcisaak said: I’m incredibly jealous of that sweater. I’ve been looking for so long.
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