There were really only three things I took away from my College attendance in Ohio. The first of course, was my BA in Studio Arts, which, at that point, was one of the few things I’d actually managed to accomplish in my life (besides a bad reputation in High Skewl). The second was a life-long friendship with my roommate, KP, who is also a fellow shoetree & remains the funkiest chick I know. Lastly, due to a rawther nice but tepid relationship, I managed to gather four years of Politically Correct Punk Rock albums and information. Thankfully, even though the relationship ended (badly on my part, go figure) I was able to keep the music.
Four years is a TON of energy to expel into a semi-committed relationship during college. I mean there were keg parties to crash, sorority chicks to haggle, beer to swipe, hearts to break, thrift store sprees to go on…phew! Nevertheless, I am sneaky so I was able to pull off several rendezvous and still keep up appearances with my four years of quasi-commitment. However tepid, I continue to throw props to the Boy who introduced me to Jawbreaker (turned Jets to Brazil), Painted Thin, Propagandhi, & the Weaker Thans.
In addition to PC Punk, come the attire and the shoez, obviously. If you’re gonna rock the punk you had best dress the part. For me, that meant sporting a ‘hyped-up grunge’ sort of look, comprised of a flannel shirt & boots, accompanied with the infamous dress-over-jeans. KP and I perfected this in a true Mid-Western fashion and because of that I still believe the dress-over-jeans is cute & do-able…with the right boots.
Now, while fellow Frothygirl Janey Pancake & I think this look is da bomb others may not be so quick to agree (hence Pancake’s husbands potential reaction to this week’s photograph). One must keep in mind the background of PC Punk and it’s commitment to all things non-judgmental. Throw out all stereotypes and cultivate a healthy appreciation for people as they are, who they are, how they live, why they live, who they love, how they dress, act, and what they eat.
It’s true, I followed Mr. Tepid’s example by giving up the consumption of animal products (let it be known that I had renounced red meat before our affair), buying leather goods, and lost my generally snarky attitude towards society. Feeling good about myself and that the aforementioned society had hope, I went forth with my dress-over-jeans persona. Yeah, I got some flack for it, but I felt pretty cute because I dolled it up with a pair of painted boots. My painted boots gave me the confidence of being an individual, along side of PC Punk’s encouragements that I could pull off my new lifestyle. My painted boots also gave me the assurance that I could kick anyone’s bum if they became too much of a hassle.
Yes, I still think this look works, more so than fashion’s current revisit to the 1980s & those gawd-awful Gladiator sandals. Maybe it’s just Janey Pancake and me against the world on this, but I trust that PC Punk will forever favour the dress-over-jeans look when accompanied by a pair of kickin’ boots-painted or otherwise. Having written that, check out one of Jawbreaker’s final albums, Dear You, and have a listen to ‘Fireman’ if you have suspicions about being able to stack some bodies after jumping around in a dress-over-jeans at a concert.