This year,the signs of spring include well-lacquered hair and pink Brooks Brothers suits, pointing to the undeniable fact that we are approaching the Summer of the Dandy.
Baz Luhrmann’s hyperactive retelling of “The Great Gatsby” stands as a fantasy field guide for the suave mannerisms and effortless flair of the dandy, as is the dandy-specific exhibition at the Rhode Island School of Design, and the show on glam rock’s biggest dandy, David Bowie, now at London’s Victoria and Albert Museum.
The dandyquake is not restricted to those well-heeled gents who spend their days folding and refolding their pocket squares. In fact, Boston has witnessed the rather public transformation of one such gentleman, whose evolution now seems complete.
Say hello to our newest dandy: Tom Brady.
You’ll recall that when the quarterback arrived in New England he was little more than an attractive rookie who knew his way around the pocket. No longer. After a prolonged and often ugly battle with his tresses, Brady has found a comfortable length. More recently, he has found the confidence to sport ensembles from designers frequented by dandies near and far. Roll your eyes and blame his wife if you like, but Brady looked quite comfortable at the Met Gala (above) this month in a blue moire jacket and waistcoast by Tom Ford.
That came on the heels of Brady’s dandiest day ever – the Kentucky Derby. The white suit he donned at Churchill Downs evoked not just Gatsby but another literary dandy: author Tom Wolfe.
Brady’s brave new fashion world seems unlikely to spread to Patriots’ fans. But it does attest to the fact that Brady is the dandiest quarterback since “Broadway” Joe Namath, and that’s just, um, dandy.