I do. Love a good jean jacket, it’s like pants for your arms. Wear it with jeans and you’ve got yourself a Canadian tuxedo!
Certainly. A men’s fashion staple, if you ask me. I’d like a black one, too.
Is there a male fashion advice Lemmy, actually? I loved that sub back on Reddit.
While I find the Canadian tuxedo slightly dubious male fashion advice, I enjoy the conversation and would also like to know
Turns out there is one! !malefashionadvice@lemmy.world
Not very active, but it’s up to us to change that, isn’t it? I have some colour combination infographic lying around that I can share there, I think.
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Hey now, a Canadian tux is a whole different story, I’d never combine the jacket with jeans
But what other pants exist for everyday wear?
I ask, being about 60% serious. To me, nothing is as comfortable yet good in almost all situations as jeans. Anything more formal makes me feel afraid to get dirty, and I don’t wear sweatpants outside of the home. Ok, maybe I’m closer to 80% serious; but fortunately I also don’t care if I’m judged for wearing jeans with jeans. I have yet to also wear my denim shirt under my jean jacket with jeans, but that day will come (albeit with the intent of looking a little ridiculous).
Ah! Well, I get where you’re coming from. Here’s some ideas:
- Black or grey jeans. Still jeans, but avoids the Canadian tux look.
- Chinos! I have some light brown and green ones. Mix great with a jean jacket and a white/black button-up or t-shirt. Or polo shirt, why not.
Of the above, only the black jeans are not easier to get dirty than blue jeans. But not disasterously so, really. I did just get some grease on my brown chinos from my bicycle which I need to clean now, so yeah, that is a point. But it doesn’t happen that often, and some clothing soap generally does the trick.
I’m Canadian so it’s the law.
Just like we ride moose to hockey practice every day eh
I ride caribous. Through 1.875 meters of snow. While rolling blunts. To watch a game at the ‘local’ “pub”.
It’s pronounced meese, btw.
Get after it!!
I’m a bad Canadian for not wearing a Jean jacket. Just don’t like the feeling of denim… Pants included. I do recall owning a Jean jacket as a child though, so maybe I’m not so bad.
As long as you did it once you have upheld the legislation.
I have a denim vest with band patches on it, battle jacket type thing if that counts.
I still have mine from the 90s. I haven’t worn it in more than 20 years, and it’s far too small for me (I’m regular sized, but in high school I was painfully thin). It’s got a bunch of punk band patches, both famous and local, most of which no longer exist.
It hangs out with my guitars.
Mine is corduroy :)
Sure, here, let me come over and show it to you…
I still own the best jacket ever made, the Lee Stormrider.
Got it in like 1986-1990 ish, not totally sure.
It’s pretty discoloured so I only wear it for dirty work, but it’s still completely structurally sound except for the standard slice in the wool liner to make a pocket and path down the sleeve to hide your cigarettes in.
You can re-dye them! (Not sure how well that works with any wool parts.)
Nope.
Not Canadian
I do, and I wear it, as is my God-given right as a Canadian
I think Trudeau is questionable but I did appreciate his full dedication to the Canadian tuxedo.
Nope. Cotton in the wet and cold are miserable to wear. I avoid denim jeans, too.
Yes. It was part of my costume when I was cosplaying as a character from the film The Warriors.
No. Stopped wearing those in the early 90s.
I did at one point, not now.
They’re durable, but I don’t really put a lot of wear on my jackets.
I enjoyed it when I had it. Not very well suited for rain, though.
I’m wearing one right now as I sit in the local library. They’re easy to get I guess, not sure how much thought I put into it aside from whether they’d pair with my skirts.
No. I’m more of a hoodie person.
I inadvertently left mine hanging in a hotel room in Atlanta time time in the late '90’s and never looked back.