Tweed Rides?
I can appreciate the 19th Century fashion craze—woolen trousers, ties, newsboy caps, cotton undershirts—but this is taking things too far:
This flamboyance is part of a curious new movement called Tweed Rides, informal gatherings of spiffily dressed ladies and gents cycling leisurely through town and disdaining finish lines. Tweed Rides began in London earlier this year and have spread this fall to Boston, San Francisco and Chicago. As the directions for this weekend’s Tweed Ride in Washington, D.C., put it: ‚”Leave the fleece, Lycra and outer shell at home. This ride is for the dandy.”
I love the old-timey look of Marlow & Sons and Freeman’s as much as anyone, but Christ. Enough is enough. [image via]
This is refreshing after a decade of watching the 80s get recycled over and over throughout the neighborhood.
Although that Chap-Hop fellow is unbearable.
It is clear that these people were not beaten up enough as children.