Beau Brummell, who was the beginning of two hundred years of death for men's fashion, and the reason that many (straight, white, heterosexual) men today feel self-conscious about wearing color, or textures, or patterns, or anything else that makes them stand out from the sea of dull blues and grays. He went so hard on his own aesthetic that he (with some assistance from abstract outside forces like the Napoleonic Wars) managed to wrench men's fashion away from the bright, ornamented style of 40 or 50 years previous, and steer it into a conservative dreariness that is not unfamiliar to the modern eye.īut back to Beau “Bane of My Actual Life” Brummell. ![]() In fact, it allegedly took him hours to be so artfully and pretentiously disheveled.ĭandyism was concerned with physical appearance, a façade of leisure and privilege, and the “cult of the self”-and Beau Fucking Brummell was the king of the dandies. Brummel made an art of (as Robert Pattinson once so evocatively phrased it) pretentious dishevelment. (That's a fop they're different things.) A dandy was the Regency equivalent of that guy who in the '80s and '90s could be found apathetically lounging on doorjambs at parties, smoking a cigarette and doing an excellent and studied performance of cynical carelessness. You've probably heard the term before, but I would bet dollars to donuts that you think “dandy” means bright colors, lots of lace and gilt, and a big powdered wig. ![]() ![]() Back in Regency England, there was this guy called Beau Brummell, and he's the reason we can't have nice things.īeau Brummell was a dandy.
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