Meggings? What are meggings? Until last week, I’d never heard of them. I should have known something was amiss when the TV commentator sort of snickered when she announced the upcoming story about meggings. Seconds later, the screen filled with photos of men who were dressed in tights. Had Robin Hood become a fashion icon? Were pointed shoes and feathered hats next?
Alas, this story was not about Robin Hood and his Merry Men. Meggings are a new fashion trend and famous men across America are wearing these brightly colored leggings proudly.
And youngsters laugh at images of 80’s mall hair, cone bras, and disco fashions.
Now, I should premise this post with one caveat: I’m a born and bred Midwesterner. The men in my family wear Levi’s and whatever is the latest seasonal buy at Kohl’s or JCPenney. And anyone who knows me knows I am not a trend follower either. I wouldn’t know a Manolo Blahnik if one flew off some woman’s foot and the heel took out my eye.
Wait, are Monolo Blahnik’s still fashionable?
I guess meggings are no crazier than pants with the crotch cut so low as to land somewhere around the knee, or droopy drawers that show off boxers, and only remain aloft by some unexplained force. What ever happened to jeans that hugged a nice male tush? Am I the only one who misses those days?
In a few years, I suspect that the megging-wearing men will beg their mothers to burn all photos of their megging days before they end up on a graduation pegboard or wedding slide-show. I’m just as certain that men bedecked in pantaloons in the days of olde, would probably flush beneath their powdered wigs knowing that ‘pantaloons’ just don’t sound as hot as breeches or trousers on a sexy hero….
Of course, in the days of Robin Hood, he could wear hose without shame. Even green hose! Robin was the manliest of men, and there was just something about the idea of men of that era (questionable bathing practices aside) bedecked in armor and riding upon a great destrier, that is appealing to many women. I’m just guessing here, but six hundred years from now, when photos of men in meggings are passed around by the gals at the moon station, I doubt they will have the same swoon-worthy appeal as a knight in chainmail!
Am I wrong? Tell me what you think!