They are? Once again I’m the last to know. I walked around not knowing that my tattoo was called a “tramp stamp” for, I don’t know *how *long. And now they’re cool? Yay me.
I had a boss who always changed into workout sweats for air travel. Insisted it was more comfortable.
Heh, wait around long enough, and everything becomes cool eventually. 
Only problem is, the one thing that is never cool … is getting older and older. Sigh. 
Where the hell do you live that being a felon is “normal”?
Let’s see what Weird Al thinks about tacky stuff. (Hilarious parody on Pharells song “Happy”.)
I remember at my grandfather’s wake, a family with a teenage boy showed up. The parents were fine, but the boy was wearing a ratty t-shirt that said “The Party Has Arrived!”
A teenager myself at the time, I was appalled (though admittedly that words on the t-shirt were not planned, it was probably just the first thing he grabbed off the floor that morning) but said nothing. Within a few minutes, the boy was made to wait outside.
Yeah, thank god that only pissy and old judgmental people who can’t spell “tattoo” still think like that anymore. So happy that the tramp stamp has come back into fashion again!
The Kardashians. the ultimate “bad taste” family. They are basically trash with money.
I can’t wait for the day that gushy, fake, smiley American-style customer service is considered tacky.
Enough already. Can anyone tell me if this is tacky anywhere in the United States yet? It will be, if it isn’t.
(I live in the USA, but cannot speak for the entire country, but am truly curious as to whether the syrupy overdone customer service is tacky anywhere yet.)
I have no doubt it is more comfortable than business attire. And that’s the thing: people these days are opting for comfort over appearance.
The Tuxedo was invented specifically as informal dinner dress, for occasions when no ladies were present (among the classes where it would have been inconceivable not to dress for dinner, at least). According to the principle that the middle classes’ formal wear is based on the previous generation’s upper-class informal wear, it eventually became the default formal wear and tailcoats are an oddity. Now tuxedos have moved well into the “only worn twice in your life” category and the average man’s “best” evening wear is more likely to involve dress pants and a separate jacket, or just an everyday suit.
Nope; I own a number of etiquette manuals from the Victorian era through the 1920’s, and it’s not merely a question of fashion. A lady’s hat is a covering for her hair, which cannot be freely shown in public; it would be immodest and might cause uncontrollable impulses among the gentlemen present (it’s even in the bible). (You can see this in that the hat mandate never extended to little girls; adolescent girls come under its sway at the same time that they switch to long skirts.)
This is actually an improvement on early medieval Christian tradition, which demanded that married women completely cover their hair (thus the wimple); over time, the covering became increasingly symbolic and the covered area shrank accordingly (as with the yarmulke in Jewish tradition). In the early Victorian era, hats were actually considered informal for ladies (and possibly somewhat masculine), the proper head covering being a bonnet.
As a moral and (to an extent) religious prescription, the hat mandate applies particularly strongly to religious situations: just as traditional etiquette demands that a man remove his hat in church, a woman is required to wear a hat in church, and should be denied entrance or at least publicly shamed if she does not.
The only occasions on which a lady may be unhatted in a public place is in situations where, as you mention, her hat might block the view of other spectators.
Never was tacky, not tacky now.
Idiots who think babies should only eat in public restrooms, now that’s tacky.
In case you didn’t know neither the baby or the mother has any real choice in when to feed. When the kid starts with the “feed me” cry the milk is coming out, whether there is a baby attached or not. In civilized countries we make allowances for this.
I won’t wear a tux!
Of course not, tuxedoes are for waiters!
/Sunset Boulevard
The one I’ll never get over are people wearing what we used to call shower clogs (also known as flip-flops or thongs) as street shoes.
The only place I ever saw these growing up in the 70s and 80s was people wearing them at campgrounds to walk to the bath house. Even then you felt you wanted to apologize to anyone who saw you.Then suddenly they were selling for hundreds of dollars a pair and people, men and women of all ages, were wearing them to fancy restaurants.
My mind is boggled.
It was definitely considered tacky in the past, and still is in many parts of the U.S. While I know it’s a big feminist thing in many parts, I know many, many places where it’s the women who find the idea of doing it in public uncomfortable.
In fact, that’s why I would say it’s still not normal.
Maybe not “normal”, but “fashionable”, at least in some circles.
Thing is, lots of people really do have mental illnesses, food intolerances or allergies, children with special needs, etc. Nowadays, those people can often get the respect and accommodations they need; it’s when they expect the world to revolve around them as a result that it becomes a problem.
Speaking of weddings; while white dresses never really meant virginity per se it was poor taste for a divorced or widowed bride to were one to her second wedding. Second weddings were supposed to be low-key affairs; especially if either party was divorced (in which case allowing children to attend was in very poor taste).
When I was growing up, no one had a phone that wasn’t connected to a wire coming out of the wall!
Once during Nixon’s early years in Washington, he and Pat were invited to a high-profile party that Nixon saw as an opportunity to schmooze and make important high-level contacts. The invitation said “informal” so Nixon went basically business casual. At that time “informal” at that kind of high-level event meant tuxedo and black tie, “formal” meant white tie and tails. He stuck it out, but looking and feeling like a country bumpkin. It was the beginning of a long history of not fitting in to the Washington social scene.
I thought it was mostly a Hollywood affectation, but I suppose it was inevitable that it would start getting copied.
I found out by accident that there are actually shavers made specifically to maintain that stubble at any desired length. I don’t know why anyone would deliberately make themselves look like a homeless bum, but nor do I understand why otherwise pretty actresses sometimes get hairdos that makes them look like mutant space aliens.
Things people had no control over which used to be a few shades worse than tacky:
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[li]Being a bastard.[/li][li]Having a visible deformity.[/li][li]Having a mental illness.[/li][li]Having any other kind of mental or neurological problem.[/li][li]Being anything other than straight and cissexual.[/li][li]Being of the wrong family. (Not necessarily race or class, just… well… we don’t associate with them.)[/li][li]Being of the wrong race or class, with race defined broadly.[/li][li]Not looking good in a certain restricted range of fashions. Yes, there was a dress code. No, there weren’t exceptions. Yes, you were judged for not fitting into the dress code.[/li][/ul]
Compared to those things, wearing black pumps after St. Christopher’s Day (St. George’s Day in England) or whatever was minor.