According to “What White People Like” my wife and I, as representative older White Persons, should while at home and casual be wearing “performance” Patagonia or North Face–a sign that 1) we are NOT at work and 2) that we are prepared to rush off with friends on short notice to kayak downriver to a stream-side health spa and 3) that we’re willing to pay lots more for pretty ordinary clothes with the “right” label.
Well I’m sorry to disappoint, and this is a warning should you drive down our road (a vanishingly unlikely occurrence unless you are very very lost) and see one of us in our native habitat and garb.
For my part, the attire du jour: a pair of chainsaw-oil-soaked (yes there’s a story there) once rust colored Carhartt work pants, a ten year old sweatshirt (wait: 12 yrs old–has 1996 Olympics logo now that I look) whose arms have tattered to mid-forearm; a Stihl camo cap; a black nylon Thinsulate vest; and my pond-green Muck Boots with the chainsaw-nearmiss scars I never told Ann about.
So there, White Brethren and Sistren. What do YOU wear when nobody’s gonna tell?