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Edited by on October 7 2011 at 12:57 PM

The New York Times Style section continues its look at hard-hitting news with their coverage of the protests going on downtown and just how the righteously indignant dress these days.

On Wall Street, people are upset that America’s a big money-grabbing capitalist and that the assholes on Wall Street are assholes, so they’re staging a good ole-fashioned “occupation”: the “Occupy Wall Street” protesters “occupy” Zuccotti Park, whic they have been “occupying” since Sept. 17th.

Flannel and Doc Martens, unsurprisingly, are very popular, as is a wanton disregard for good grooming. However, one protester interviewed deeply considered the various factors of her environment and situation before getting dressed:  “I’m wearing heels and they’re really comfortable. I kind of didn’t plan to be protesting. I mean what’s a protest outfit? Like in case you get maced or arrested? You have to think about the elements and the forces that come up against you. The pencil skirt is vintage I got at a thrift store. My gauzy shirt I just got the other day and I’ve worn it maybe four times already. The sunglasses are Michael Kors.”

Thank you! Someone knows how to dress for an act of nonviolent disapprobation; and when in doubt — designer.

Meanwhile, in Foley Square,the younger generation can take a cue from the older and wiser rabble-rousers that came before them. “My black velvet jacket is from J. Jill,” said 68-year-old retiree, Judith Carluccio. “My jeans, I’m not sure where they’re from. And I have on sneakers so I can run. In case the cops come, I’m ready to go.”

Mmm, saying fuck the police well into her golden years while adorned in velvet. It’s called “experience,” kids. Now occupy that one for a second. [NYT]

All these kids are trying to protest against corporations while they’re wearing Hollister and J. Crew and smoking cigarettes, which are the hugest corporations in America.” Unintended irony?


Story by Lester Brathwaite

I was center square from 1969 to 1978, during which I perfected the art of the zing as well as a crippling cocaine addiction. Bea Arthur was responsible for both. @LesFabian lester at fashionindie.com