Sunday, October 23, 2005

I'm a classic ahead of his time

Don Surber has discovered Metrosexuals are out and the Ubersexual is in.
Now of all things, the London Guardian, aka al-Guardianazeera, has a report, Metrosexual man bows to red-blooded übersexuals.
"After dominating US style and fashion for several years, the ideal of the modern male as someone who cared about fashion and skin care as much as a woman did is about to be swept aside by a return to old-fashioned, masculine values: fine wines, cigars and red-blooded heterosexuality."
Well, of course, this is utter nonsense. American men didn't change one fig. And fine wine? Eh, maybe some professors imbibe, but most of us like beer.
For the record, the only moisturizer that has touched my face is the water from the garden hose after a hard day of splitting firewood in the backyard. When I see fashion models parade down the runway wearing red flannel, I'll be ready.