Your Grandpa’s Style

 

 

I was scrolling through Pinterest the other day looking for the latest-and-greatest DIY hacks for pallets and hoping to find another delicious recipe when I thought just for fun I’d enter as keywords two of my favorite words in the world….

 

…thrift shop.

 

Now I expected to find the usual hodgepodge of thrift store scores and HD photographs of impossibly beautiful repurposed bric a brac when to my surprise a different pin kept coming up.

 

It was for what appeared to be a song.

 

I know.  I thought perhaps I had somehow downloaded a virus or typed in something wrong.

 

Nope.

 

Now about four days later with the same video watched about 50 times on YouTube and, of course, downloaded from iTunes, apparently I have been a latent newcomer to this pop/rap song by the erstwhile Seattle-based gent who goes by the name of Macklemore.

 

While I can’t include the actual lyrics here, in my continuing efforts to retain a G-rating on my blog, I must say that a few select lines stand out that are, fortunately for me, not candidates for the dreaded NSFW black box.

 

“I wear your grandad’s clothes. I look incredible.”

 

Much more hilarity ensues in this tongue-in-cheek look at the thrifty lifestyle.   I invite you to check it out yourself, but again be warned, there are some naughty words.

 

But the thing that really got me was the huge popularity of this song and its unabashed look into a world in which I have lived for most of my life.    It’s currently about 3rd in popularity on iTunes and I even heard it while waiting for my son while he was at the orthodontist this morning.

 

Writers around the world are trying to examine this song and look beyond its funky beat.  In fact, I’m not the only one to wonder if this song reflects a trend.

 

What does it mean?
Are folks finally realizing, as mentioned in the song, the craziness of spending huge wads of cash on a flimsy T-shirt that everybody else is wearing at the club?

 

Or is it truly cool now (FINALLY!) to rock the old-school quality of your granddad’s vintage LL Bean checkered shirt?

 

I don’t want to put too much thought into this, but did want to share in my amazement at this latest development in the Glorious World of Thrifting.

 

Plus I learned a new urban term for what I have sought in my routine visits to my local Goodwill.

 

I am apparently seeking a “come-up.”

 

That’s “bargain” to those of us either too elderly or too uncool to know straightaway.

 

And you too can own your very own song-related T-shirt (or tank top) with one or other of the amusing lyrics from the song.  Again, some are NSFW.  Here’s an example.  

 

Darnit!  Now if I had only saved my Dad’s slightly musty red corduroy button-down shirt, I’d be totally in style again!

 

Grandpa’s style

 

 

Photos courtesy Skreened.com and Sammieolivia at Tumblr

 

Tagged as: Goodwill, Granddad, Macklemore, style, Thrift Shop