I’m not sure when it happened. Must have been sometime between when I left Cleveland and arrived in Bloomington. Plaid became cool. And not just plain plaid… FLANNEL plaid.
Perhaps it was a carryover from the “grunge” movement that was sweeping the nation but I can tell you this – the majority of the pictures I’ve got from college have SOME plaid flannel in them.
As you can see here, I’m sporting the standard backwards IU cap and I complete the ensemble with a plaid flannel shirt and some sort of fruity looking beer in a house mug.
Wes takes his plaid one step further and goes with a patterned jacket. Nice touch.
While there’s no plaid or flannel visible for Pip here you can rest assured that underneath his IU sweatshirt the plaid is lurking.
These days I try to keep my flannel to a minimum (only when I’m going lumber jacking).