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I used to live with an Australian fashion model who later went on to start a successful clothing company selling ladies underwear. I’ll admit these facts put this woman near the top of a short list of good friends. And coming from the land of Vegemite and kangaroos meant her attitude and language was as colorful as her outfits, so she wasn’t shy about expressing her opinion—especially when it came to what I might be wearing.
“Good kit,” she would tell me. This was how I knew if I was ready to leave the house. Did I have the stamp of approval from my model roommate? If so, lookout, world. Knowing I was wearing “good kit” gave me the confidence to approach the day with a nudge and a wink. Having good kit meant that I was one step ahead of the guy who didn’t bother. It meant getting the nod from the boss or the smile from the girl.
In short, it mattered.
From shoes to chapeau, what you wear impacts your life, and when you drive it matters even more. I treat my car as an extension of myself. If I didn’t, I would drive a Toyota Tercel, a reliable little blob with no personality—but I don’t. My car is loud and maybe a little obnoxious, which means that what I wear needs to be a counterpoint. And yes, I think about this. When I dress for the day, I have a notion of my time, my place, and the journey ahead.
Lets examine the essentials.
Shoes. Your shoes are the interface with the pedals and in many cases, to women as well. (This is a fact by the way.*) First and foremost, your shoes need to give you the dexterity required to manipulate three pedals comfortably. You don’t need to be Ayrton Senna driving an NSX, but you do need to be able to drive. I was once forced to drive an MG in the dead of winter in a pair of size 14 Sorels, nightmare. Driving shoes are not just lovely pair of leather TODs. They could be a pair of trainers, dress shoes, or even a pair of lived-in cowboy boots, but you should make absolutely sure they fit both your feet, your pedal box, and your outfit.
Pants? Wear them. Not too tight.
Shirts. Now, I’m going to go out on a limb. I’ve always been told to dress for the job I want, not the one I have. During the week and evenings, I wear a button-up shirt and, on occasion, a necktie. In California this borders on sacrilegious, but I didn’t grow up in Venice Beach with my finger raised to “the man.” I grew up with Southern respect, and to me, respect is a piece of colorful silk knotted in a double Windsor. Plus, wearing a tie automatically adds value to your car (maybe even a good ten percent). I believe it’s worth dressing like you know how to drive your car, your desk…your life. On weekends a black t-shirt is appropriate.
Hats. Tough call. In general, I’m opposed unless you’re motoring, “top down” which I don’t do. Living in the sun belt, I see a lot of convertible owners wearing what was clearly the hat sitting at the bottom of a dirty beach bag. This hat is usually a last-minute grab to keep from burning their heads. My response? Lose the hat or purchase a more sensible car—one with a roof, for example.
Gloves? If you have a wooden steering wheel or it’s below freezing. Go for it.
Finally, we reach the most important piece of driving kit: sunglasses. Sunglasses are the one piece of equipment that provides both fashion and function. There are many choices when it comes to sunglasses; so many, in fact, that it would be silly to attempt to cover them all. However, a person’s frames say a lot about the wearer, so act accordingly. If this confuses you, ask your wife or girlfriend for clarification—if you’re single aviators are a reliable choice.
Having good kit isn’t difficult. You don’t have to be uncomfortable, you don’t have to spend thousands of dollars. But it should make you should feel confident. Drive your car with passion, then step out of it to face the world with confidence.
Have good kit and Drive Tastefully.
*Ask A Woman, dappered.com ”…yes, women notice shoes. And we judge. We judge your shoes.”
I really like to dress stylishly and neatly, especially for holidays and events, mens sequin suits always help me out. They give extraordinary charm and creativity. I feel like a star in them.
Good article! I do like to dress with purpose, especially when driving my sports sedan. Dressing right really makes an impact on the whole passion experience (includes driving). I’m also aware that it all depends on the personality of each individual. Some people just don’t care about how they look to the outside world, and thats ok as long as they are happy.
Jack G. got it right…wear what you love, and forget about the rest. Sorry Jonathan, I don’t see the need to wait until retirement to dress comfortably via a simple T-shirt when driving (life is too damn short for those types of excuses). I get in my vintage cars to enjoy the driving experience…the way I do that is to forget about things like shirts, gloves, hats, pants, etc. About the only thing I will agree w/ is your thoughts on shoes & sunglasses…everything else is a fashion show debate I could care less to be a part of when behind the wheel. Then again, I DID grow up in SoCal and enjoy the fact that comfort & relaxed attire isn’t something that one should be ashamed of partaking in on a daily basis. My 10+ years on the east coast watching people needlessly “dress up” wasn’t the way to experience life. If it works for you, great…but to most, comfort isn’t defined w/ a double Windsor. Cheers!
Thanks for the all the comments on this article. For what it’s worth I did write it to be provocative, however it’s not a suggestion to wear a costume. I am simply asking the question; if you care about what you drive, should you also care about what you wear? Perhaps this makes people uncomfortable. But it’s a fair question.
For me, as I say in the article, it’s really about time and place. When I’m retired (like Jack Gilbert) I’ll wear jeans and a t-shirt and smoke a cigar and drive the heck out of my (illegal) gasoline powered car. 😉
Guys, I am going to assume this is some kind of spoof article you are putting on the site to pull some people’s chains. If it is not a spoof then shame on you. I dress comfortably to drive my old cars. I don’t give a damn what others think about how I dress. I wore a suit and all the other trapping of success for 42 years and today I wear what I damn well please!
It’s a fine line between dressing stylishly, and coming off looking like a prat. If you have to think about it, or try too hard, you’re def over the prat line. Kind of like the need to add embellishments to otherwise simple things – wearing name branded clothes when driving the same branded car, calling electric ‘electronic’, simple stories about cars have to be ‘back stories’, and adding extra initials to your name. Over the line, trying too hard… Neko.
Interesting. I will absolutely try the period shirt-and-tie approach – just to see how it makes me feel. Some owners seek to project a persona or “style” that amplifies their classic car ownership, some couldn’t care less, while others don’t want to come off as a poseur. Admittedly, yes, my attitude towards a day of driving is influenced by what I select to wear, and I’m “aware” what my choice of style projects – so I do select my “kit”. Each drive and car carries its own set of factors. Whether it’s taking the wife for a leisurely cruise of Lake George in the Maserati, or going for a summer’s night ice cream with the kids in the ’67 Satellite convertible, vs an all out country road sprint in the Alfa GTV6 – except a post-wrenching shakedown drive of the ’65 big block Plymouth. I like to drive my cars, to enjoy the ride, and to share the cars with the world around me. Usually it’s a casual thing, and I don’t live in an area influenced by fashionistas, so comfort and versatility is the goal. Personally, I choose discretion, and arrived at a basic standard for all four of my drivers; turtle shell polaroids, suede slip-ons, a Suixtil shirt and pair of khaki jeans. It’s a lot of comfort with minimal “obnoxious” factor, and can withstand the abuse of some roadside problem solving. If some stain draws attention at the lunch counter, I gladly explain it’s the LHM from my Bora and ask if they want a ride in it.
The tricky part of attempting to dress as though you’re in an earlier design period, as this article does not state outright, but is certainly alluding to, is to not come off as contrived. It has to be genuine and authentic. The “dapper” trend that we are beginning to see more of these days is fraught with peril if not executed properly, and probably less than 10\% of people are capable of pulling it off.
The people who drive in style are the same checkbook mechanics that dont know how to work on cars. Jay Leno wears the same denim shirt and pants all the time and he does not care what he wears. I am pretty sure the stylish Georgio Armani does not know a 1/4″ from a 3/8″ drive ratchet either. When I am driving a classic car, I know Im gonna have to pull over the side of the road and tinker with it and see how things are working and I want to make sure that I am dressed for the occasion in my t-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. Style? Why bother?
You couldn’t be more wrong. I do all the wrenching on my 1996 Miata and my 1964 Sunbeam Alpine. As have with my ’58 Bugeye Sprite, my 1971 Karmann Ghia Convertible, and my ’57 Ragtop Beetle (amongst a sea of other less notable machines). The apparel one wears to reflect the car is yet another avenue for driver and car to connect. A true mechanic; a true *craftsman* knows this. It is the difference between taking possession of a car, and taking stewardship of it. There’s no bond in the former, and a deep connection in the latter.
Fully agreed. Fashion goes hand-in-hand with automobiles for me. Ever notice how the level of cleanliness between you and your car are almost always mutually exclusive? It’s either that you wash, polish, and detail your car to the tee and end up looking a wreck… or take a nice shower, groom yourself, and drive a dirty car. This is why it is imperative to perform the former first, and take the time to follow up with the latter. Every girl’s crazy for a sharp-dressed man, but the appeal multiplies tenfold when he’s in a sharp-looking car (and the same goes for women).
A great deal of the classic car owners out there tend to dress the same for some reason. Just watch.
“Middle-aged owner of a 1956 Thunderbird at a car show.”
What came to your mind? If it’s a white-haired man who wears a worn old hat with one of those fabric adjustable backs (yes, Jonathan, like those that you would find at the bottom of a dirty beach bag), a faded and stretched old aloha shirt, some lazy khaki shorts, and some Birkenstocks, we’re on the same page.
In my view, that look is not “good kit.” It’s not even “okay kit.” It’s full-on “bad kit.”
You see, when I see a restored classic that looks like it came out of the showroom, I like to see its driver matched to its time period. This is getting increasingly important, as seeing a bright yellow Fiat 500 (wink at a previous Petrolicious video) among a sea of bland silver Toyota Priuses (Prii?) already looks enough like it was transported from another era – its driver should affirm that for us.
So whether that’s a disco king with shaggy hair, sideburns, and Angel’s Flight bellbottoms stepping out of a ’77 Ford Pinto Cruising Wagon or a pastel-suited Don Johnson disciple stepping out of an ’86 Porsche 944 or a classy midcentury Audrey Hepburn type stepping out of a ’64 Jaguar E-Type, the clothes matter. They just show that the driver cares that much more.
Correct footwear is very important, currently I step out in a pair of smart doc Martin’s shoes, but I can’t drive my Triumph comfortably in a pair of DM’s, so I tend to wear trainers to drive and take a pair of shoes for the on-foot part of the day.
I don’t purposely set out to match my cars era in my dress sense, but I happen to like the fashion of the mid-late 60’s, that includes the cars, music and clothing, and I feel good when it all comes together.
My daily driver is a 2001 Jag XKR, I think the car wants you to wear a dapper 3 piece suit, and I know a gentlemen jewellery dealer XKR driver that fits the bill perfectly, the car, his style of dress and line of business all fit as well as his tailored suits, it just works.