Those of you who know me know it’s rare that I’m speechless. I have an opinion on everything from cat food to those little sensors attached to street lights that serve to give priority to approaching emergency vehicles at intersections. And while I have an opinion about the following video I’m about to share with you as well, I’m too busy trying to untwist my neck and shoulders from an uncomfortable cringe position to fully offer an opinion on it at this time. In words, that is.
OK first of all, no one should be taking fashion advice from this Bob Lewis guy. His hair is just two sideburns short of making him look like an extra in Westworld. Not Westworld the show, the 1973 film. While his suit is tailored, it only serves to show off his pasty, middle-aged skinnyfat body. NOT A GOOD LOOK FOR A MAN YOUR AGE, BOB. And would it kill you to get a little sun, bro? I’m not talking about slathering yourself in cocoa butter and baking at the beach, but like literally stepping outside once in a while before 8 p.m.
While I of all people understand the importance of professional dress (having worn a t-shirt and skinny jeans to more than one Senate hearing in my day), did we really need a bad Schoolhouse Rock on the subject? It seems to perpetuate this idea that young professionals are snot-nosed brats with gnat-sized attention spans who dress like toddlers and need help matching their socks. Come on, you guys.
We know public accountants need a little help in the fashion department, but do they really need what boils down to a Sesame Street skit on how not to dress like a dweeb to figure it out?
Please stick to handing out gift cards to interns and leave the hokey singalongs to Elmo and Friends.