TRYING TO SPOT casual clothes at the recent menswear shows was a bit like playing “Where’s Waldo?” Sober, dressier items so outnumbered once-dominant streetwear staples on the catwalks that if you spied a hoodie, jeans or flashy sneakers, you felt like you’d won a game.
This season belonged to investment pieces: sharp-shouldered suits, chunky polished-leather shoes, heirloom-quality coats.
Guys bored of schlubby sweats and wary of splashing out money on overly loud, quick-to-date clothes when the cost of living is wincingly high.
Less clear: How they will fare in the real world, when they hang off average-size mortals, not long-limbed models.
One stylist friend announced, half-seriously, that he feared these coats would make his shorter clients look like kids who’d raided their dads’ closets.