Ed Hardy and aging gracelessly

The other night Mommy Mojo and I went to see the Gypsy Kings.  It had been a while since we actually had a date and we were due for a night without the teeny tiny toddler. 

On the way to the venue I noticed that many of the guys were wearing these black t shirts with what looked like a white falcon on it.   These are tight fitting shirts that you’d see on Jersey Shore or at an MMA fight, needless to say some of the guys wearing them that night pulled it off and some didn’t. 

Some of the guys just looked silly.  They were a bit out of shape and the parts of the shirt that should’ve been pushed out with muscles, were instead being taunted by age, moobs or guts.  Ladies, this would  be the equavalent of your muffintop.   We all know that when you see girls wearing tops that are too short and their jeans are too tight it produces the classic muffintop.  Sometimes a little muffintop is OK, sometimes, but very rarely.

I didn’t get the whole Ed Hardy craze a couple years ago either.  They are cool shirts, but they are just t shirts and there is no way I’m paying more than $15 for a t shirt.  The only exception would be a Roger Waters concert t shirt for the 30th Anniversary of The Wall, something like The Wall is an event.   Spending around $100 for a t shirt just to prove that I went to the mall would place me perilously close to being a douchebag.

There were even some Ed Hardy shirts at the concert.  Apparently they didn’t get the memo that the MMA/white falcon t shirt had supplanted them as the trendy shirt du jour. 

I’m not mocking too hard because I was wearing a guyaberra shirt with embroidered dancing people.  Describing the shirt that I wore can sound as gay as the tight, black trendy shirts made the other guys in the crowd look desperate.  So I guess to each his own in this case.  My wardrobe has changed a bit through the years and becoming a father certainly helped in that department.

The Gypsy Kings were amazing and is a great concert if you get the chance to see them live.  We had no idea what they were singing or saying, but it was a great night out.  It also got me pumped for the next season of Jersey Shore.

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