I am a pretty keen student of the different empirical divides that make up our social hierarchy.
Now, in theory, this makes me sound like the Sir David Attenborough of the human world. But in reality it simply means I enjoy making fun of bogans.
Let me say upfront I know I am about to be an outright snob. But there’s just something very wrong about a group whose commitment to sophistication centres on wearing their good double plugger thongs to a formal occasion.
And don’t even get me started on the cringeworthiness that is rats tails, tramp stamps, stonewash jeans and Fruity Lexia drunk straight from the cask.
Then there are flannelette shirts.
If Winnie Blues are the bogan’s favourite accessory, the mighty flannelette shirt is their uniform of choice. Not because they’re paying tribute to the revolution that was grunge music or because it’s practical for work, but simply because they like them. Especially teamed with black jeans and a hotted up Commodore.
So who is responsible for popularising this fashion atrocity? I had to know. And would it surprise you to learn he was American?
His name was Hamilton Carhartt, which probably makes him sound like the Ed Hardy of his time. But that’s an unfair call to make since Hamilton did not own a bedazzler, did not seek to clothe the torso and buttocks of every B grade star who called the Jersey Shore home and actually designed them for practical purposes.
In fact his inspiration was about as unglamorous as you can get – creating clothes to meet the needs of the 1800s working class, such as those employed on the railway. If only it had *sigh* stayed that way.
You can read more about Hamilton here.
But in the meantime, courtesy of a fabulous book /website called Things Bogan Like, I present a list of other things bogans like…
* Perspective-based photos at famous landmarks
* Spurious allergies
* Slater & Gordon
* Misspelling their kids’ names
* Prefacing racist statements with ‘I’m not racist but…’
* Tribal tattoos
* Buddhist iconography as home furnishings
* Ill-informed analysis of the Qur’an
* Petrol consumption as recreation
* Political correctness gone mad

I had to chuckle because…”I’m not a bogn, but”…I do own a flannel shirt that is too cute with Red skinny jeans and black boots. Or at least I thought it was until I read your blog!
Sorry, couldn’t resist being a bit tongue in cheek there
But for the record, red skinny jeans – unlike their black counterparts – convert a flanno from bogan to very stylish!
Phew! That is VERY good news!