These guys were the originators.  The captains of cool.

Frank, Dean, Sammy, and the rest of the gang infamously lived in a time period I’m pretty envious of- a time when men truly cared about their appearance. Everyday, men dressed like they had important business to attend to. A trip down to the local deli? Shirt and tie. Heading to the barbershop? Shirt and tie. Meeting friends for a Manhattan and a game of billiards? Shirt and… well, you get my point. Frank and his cohorts looked and carried themselves as gentlemen.

Although, I am an 80’s baby, product of Reaganomics, I am a fan of these lost days- when men didn’t rest on the laurels of free t-shirts and pants that have seen the inside of a washing-machine one-time too many.

Don’t get me wrong, nothing beats wearing jeans and a t-shirt as I goof off with my friends, throw back a “cold-one”, or watch football for hours on end on college-football Saturdays (Go Blue!)… but I think it’s safe to say that we all look and feel our best while enjoying a VSG cigar and political discourse at Shelly’s Backroom (which, if you live in/or around D.C. and have yet to visit, you’re still a tourist as far as I’m concerned) .

One day, some day, maybe we’ll return to the days when guys dressing like this wasn’t just for the movies, but actually our reality.  For once, I look forward to life imitating art.

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