“Hang on to your hoodie!”
The hilarious Hadley Freeman from the Observer.co.uk never fails to make me crack up. This is gold:
As “hoodie” is now a generic term for a young thug, am I now not allowed to wear a hooded top? I find they keep me warm in my pension years!
Mrs Mildred Dawes, Twickenham, London
And so do I, Mrs Mildred, so do I! (Sorry readers, but Mrs Dawes and I are in agreement on this matter: such is the gravity of the subject that an exclamation mark is necessary.) To wit, a hooded top keeps one warm, keeps one cosy and, most importantly, keeps one’s blow-dry protected from the elements without recourse to an easily misplaced hat or umbrella. Perhaps only the Eames chair can rival the hooded top for its simple but ingenious design.
Yet this precious little garment has been kidnapped (hoodnapped) by thuggish youths and become sartorial shorthand for this objectionable demographic, with their music-playing mobiles and their grunting ways.
Hoodie lovers, unite! We cannot let these ill-behaved children steal our style, for that would mean that they have won and, dammit, I refuse to be beaten by some ill-behaved fool who has no sense of respect for his elders (me) and was born in 1993.
Laddie, I was living it up and, um, watching a lot of Neighbours and Home and Away when you were still in nappies. Bow down before me!
The only way to fight them is to cling on to our hoodies, cling on to them with all our might, and wear them as often and as defiantly as possible. Will they feel so cool when they see you and me, Mildred, walking down the street in our hoodies? I don’t think so.
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