Details Advises No Back Pocket Wallet Wearing

We’re all about encouraging you towards confident style here at Dethroner, even if it means taking the occasional fashion detour that dead-ends in pimp gear or popped collars. Live and learn, right? And to that end, we’ve suggested poking through fashion magazines from time to time to try and impregnate your sense of style with new trends for later processing or purchase.

But just when we at a comfortable stalemate with the big boys, Details has to publish something so retarded that it makes me want to rip out my artfully tousled hair:

Clinging to tradition is your prerogative. Go ahead and refuse to trade in your “perfectly good” 2001 Lexus; shampoo with Pert Plus even though something in a better-looking bottle might make your hair look shinier; order the lone chicken dish on the menu at a sushi restaurant. But there’s a point at which a resistance to modernization stops being charming—especially when it leads you to do something that’s profoundly detrimental to your appearance, such as cramming a wallet in the back pocket of your pants.

Not content to attack back pocket wallet wearing by itself, Details has to grinds its stiletto heels into its readers to get its frivolous point across. You drive a seven-year-old Lexus and wash your hair with cheap shampoo? Barbarous wretch, unsuited for copulation! How do you roll off the chaise lounge every afternoon?

Aspirational “lifestyle” publishing has its place, but as soon as magazines try to attack my self-confidence using my choice in material goods and fashion—two of the very least important things in life—it raises my hackles. Not ever man has the luxury or desire to keep “a couple of $100 bills and an AmEx” in his pocket. By being snotty about something utterly unimportant they’ve lost the opportunity to offer reasonably self-assured men a bit of advice.

It’s all about context: there are certainly times when not wearing a rear-pocket wallet is appropriate (a night on the town; your finest dress clothes). In blue jeans on the way into the subway—their picture, not mine—is not one of them, you pretentious dickbags.

GET YOUR WALLET OUT OF YOUR POCKET [Men.Style.com]