This past summer was the “summer of sleaze” in men’s fashion – an embrace of ill-fitting, loose shapes, unkempt grooming, and clashing color that telegraphs: “I don’t really care right now, and why should I?”
Patron saints of the movement include Kristen Stewart and Shia LeBouef, though its most recent evangelists would have to be Pete Davidson and Justin Bieber. Sleaze is about ease, it’s about embracing the downbeat, it’s about pushing ironic dressing past the point where it’s (visually) comfortable and into a downright rude place. It’s the visual equivalent of a greasy smirk, and I love it! Tied to the reemergence of skate culture as well as to the stressful landscape that is contemporary American politics.