Madras


I saw a cute squeaky-clean fair-skinned auburn-haired blue-eyed student walking the other day. If the OED had full-color pictures, he'd be there under preppy. Complete with the madras shorts.

That's when my horror set in. Madras! There's something just so scary to me about that many different colored plaids in one place. It must be from growing up in the 70's with Garanimals.

(This example is a very calm sample of madras. The Penn fellow I saw had yellows, robin blues, roses and light greens: like an easter egg was dressing for a tropical summer.)

I'll stick to my solid colored shorts, thanks.

Comments

Daniel said…
Hey, I love my madras shorts. They bring back fond, if somewhat alcoholic, memories of my misspent collegiate years!

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