When I was a wee lassie, I thought I was so open-minded and fashion-conscious, etc., that I wondered what on earth my kids could wear that would drive me crazy.
Now I know.
Sagging pants, visors worn upside-down and sideways, t-shirts that say “slut”…and I shudder to think of what’s to come.
This style was around since I was in middle school, at least, 10 years ago. I’m suprised it’s still a kid thing and people are writing about it. For all I knew, these days 12-year-olds were wearing their pants up really high like Steve Urkel.
I can understand why kids want to wear clothes that piss off adults - when I was a teenager in the '70’s my mom was furious when I ripped the hem out of a brand new pair of jeans to achieve the coveted “fringed” look.
I cannot understand why kids would want to annoy elders to the point of being actively uncomfortable. Hitching your pants up every other step has got to be a pain.
I don’t care what decade you were brought up in, there have always been, and will always be, “daring fashion” which looks comical to those not participating.
Flappers? What the hell is with the nylons rolled down and bunched up under the knee? Not to mention the distinct lack of boobies. I guess the pubescent boy look was one of those sexy ones, eh?
Beehives? What the hell does she have under there, anyway? Aluminum foil balls?
I promise not to bring up disco, if the rest of you just pretend that whole 80’s Madonna thing never happened, okay?
However, I will admit that this sagging thing is annoyingly persistent. But it seems that not even geeky white kids can kill this fad.
You think rushing to catch a bus is funny, wait until you see them rushing up subway steps to make their tranfer in time. I saw two kids that had the crotch of their pants down to their knees trying to negotiate stairs. They couldn’t raise their thighs. They had to bend their knees as swing their legs out to the side, while pivoting sideways and hopping up on their tippy toes to get enough clearance for their foot to get onto the next step.
They looked like two Charlie Chaplins.
Funny enough that a handful of people stopped in their tracks to watch the entertainment.
I couldn’t find anything online, but I seem to remember seeing something about the making of the movie ‘clueless’, that the guys in the movie had belts on their underwear, and their pants pinned to their jockies, thus busting the perfact sag.
Is it possible that the pants are stitched to the boxers in some manner?
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I have asked some aquaitences of mine who wear their pants in this perpetual state of falling down and some do admit to basting them together. That is an interesting mental picture - all these hoody guys hanging around sewing. You’d better hope that the boxers have a good elastic waistband.
Well the baggy clothes started in the mid 80s a kids and people in general got fat. Of coure the shorts got long to hide the fat. Now kids wear shorts that are essentially the same pants Laura Petrie wore, except they were floods when she wore them. LOL.
It’s funny cause all the young kids would make fun of our director of sales and I tell them, NO suits are SUPPOSED to look that way. The director of sales has his clothes tailored so they FIT perfectly.
Of course suits like everything are now worn baggy.
I don’t mind the look when it’s a statement but now it’s a fashion thing.
The whole point of drooping pants was in prison the warders take the belts from the inmates and the pants fall down. But where I am most kids wear the pants at mid hip and put a belt around them to keep it up. You see that is fashion because the whole point of identifying with your “brothers” in prison is they had no belts.
So they’ve lost the statement and turned it into fashion. Also it is drooping pants WITH BOXERS. You don’t wear them with briefs. It again misses the point. That is what I don’t like about it.
It’s just part of the new “gangsta fabulous look.” Funny in my day the ghetto was something to be gotten out of, not something to aspire to. Even the Evans on “Good Times” while not being ashamed of the ghetto new it was something to be gotten out of.
I teach in an “urban” high school, and I will say that sagging seems to be going out. There is less of it around these days. Pants are still lower than they used to be–boxers are always higher than jeans–but they don’t sag under the butt much anymore. Several of my coworkers have commented on this.
On the other hand, the freaking popped collars are driving me insane. And the floppy earth-tone smocks on the girls are really not as cute as the “if you can make it pink and put sequins on it, than do” look that was in for a year or two there.
Popping the collar of a polo-type shirt so that it stands up straight. I keep wanting to fix them. Also, these sort of light-weight jackets that zip up the front and have high collars. I think they look stupid.
I thought it had a different origin. My Dad used to teach junior high school. When he went on a diet and his clothes started fitting loosely, some of the kids asked, "Is you housin’?" Meaning, dressing like a county jailhouse inmate – most of whom wear clothes a bit too big for them because they’re not issued anything in quite the right size, and too small won’t work. And apparently that look become a hip-hop fashion statement.
I agree totally. All teen fashions are stupid and irritating, almost by definition, that is the whole point. If they looked good, it wouldn’t be fun. Y’all do remember being fun, stupid, and not giving a crap, don’t you? In the 80’s I was sometimes a Jeff Spicoli surfer dude. I would walk into stores and fast food places with a pair of super baggy Birdwells trunks, a pukka shell necklace, and nothing else on but a savage tan. People used to gasp, and I thought it was funny.
I really don’t give a crap about those dummies with the stupid baggy pants. I hate the teen girl “expensive purse” war. We must put limits on the rapid proliferation of too expensive purses. We have enough expensive purses to kill us all 5 times over. Now I feel like doing some pitting!
At Texas A&M we called them Frat Boys, AKA “Tools”
What’s funny, is one of my room mates my senior year dressed pretty much exactly like a frat guy, but without the hair gel or popped collar on his pink polo shirt. Whenever we asked him if he was going to a frat meeting, he’d pop the collar on his shirt and strike a pose before fixing the collar and wandering out.