The legendary Ric Flair recently took a minute to talk fashion with Esquire, because apparently respected magazines doing little features on old pro wrestlers is now a trend. Flair, who was on his way to a VIP party at Madison Square Garden (of course), had some harsh words for the stylin’ and profilin’ skills of today’s stars.
“Kids today can’t touch us. Are you kidding? I spent more money on one robe than guys spend in five years. All they’re doing now is markin’ their T-shirts. I wish I would have thought of that. We didn’t have T-shirts back then. You don’t see anybody dress elaborately anymore. It’s much more casual than it was, but my clothes and my ring attire — I thought up half of what I brought to the show.”
Flair also had a few words to say about the creation of his classic robes…
“Did I come up with the idea? Yeah. But like everything else, I went overboard. If one was nice, then I wanted one nicer. Then I wanted the next one nicer. It’s my own fault. But I had a phenomenal seamstress. She made all the stuff for Glen Campbell, Dolly Parton, all the rhinestone cowboys. She knew how to make it.”
Hmmmm, I think Gorgeous George might have a thing or two to say about Flair coming up with the idea of flashy robes. So, what kind of fashion tips can Flair give those of us who don’t want to be T-shirt wearing jerks?
“Italian! Everything Italian! Handmade Italian shirt. All custom-made. […] You gotta have a pocket square, I think. [Flair smiles, re-opens his blazer, points to his belt.] Alligator, see? $600, brother. All the way.
Well, I just think, you know, fashion is more casual today. If you have notoriety, you can dress any way you want to dress. That’s the way it is. I just like to get dressed up. I think that they go hand in hand—notoriety and people lookin’ at ya. If they look at ya, either you look like a million dollars or you don’t. A guy can have a phenomenal body, but if the suit doesn’t fit him, forget it.”
[Checks my notes].
Okay, so, everything should be Italian and made of alligators. Got it. Man, I wonder if there’s such a thing as an Italian alligator? If there was, I’m sure Ric Flair hunted them to death long ago.