I know I haven’t posted in a few days. Sorry about that. Had to catch up on some MUCH needed sleep. However my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram feeds have been dripping with juicy memes about the latest …ah, what is it …fad? trend? Time will tell, but yes I’m talking about male rompers.
Bro rompers. RompHims. Idk. Whatever you wanna call them.
I’m all for freedom of expression. Do you, my man. But, you should know that if I see any of you in my area out here rocking one of these, I’m going to be behind you hollerin’ like this:
Do not say you were not warned. Now, I’m somewhat against this trend, but not for the reasons you think. It’s not because I think it’s gay. This whole idea about any look being gay or not baffles me. Anyone can wear anything, I don’t care.
So that’s not it.
The way I feel about male rompers is the same way I feel about tube dresses: not all of y’all can wear ’em.
Maybe Mr. Brown can pull them off despite the beer belly, but please, boo — at least do a 360 in the mirror before you leave the house so that if you catch everyone looking, you’ll have a clear picture as to exactly why.
In all seriousness though, it is cool in a way to see men being willing to take more fashion risks and wear what they want. We’ve all said or heard it said that men’s fashion has so much less variety than women’s fashion. Whether you’re a fan or not, you gotta admit it’s kinda nice to see the tides turning a bit.
But still. I want to see just ONE of you out shopping with your significant other and …
But hey, listen. Above all the other pros or cons we could dredge up about the whole idea of men wearing rompers, there is this one point that I can’t get out of my head. See, most of the guys I know love and even pride themselves on the ease with which they can just pee. Anywhere. You guys can do it standing up and your draws come with a convenient hole just for that.
So why the hell … I mean … the inconvenience of it all… think about it …!
So now you and your girl both gonna be waiting forever on each other to get out the bathroom.
Mhm. I see how it is.
I fear I’ve said too much, dammit. Goodnight!