Just a thought
I don’t watch sports. I don’t read about sports. Generally, other than spending a lot of time in dressing rooms both at home and on the road, I don’t hang out with other athletes. Over breakfast in hotels when the Rangers are on the road, I read the Style section in The New York Times. Some people question whether I’m straight; others give me compliments. Some women find it a turn-on. My teammates are very supportive and cool about my interest in fashion — sometimes they even ask for my advice on what to wear. But I’d be lying to you if I said that I don’t take some verbal abuse from opposing players for the clothes I wear, or for my interest in something — “fashion” — that I think sounds a little frightening to narrow-minded blockheads. I also realize that this isn’t necessarily their fault — they think it’s what they’re supposed to think. – Sean Avery on others’ reactions to his passion for fashion
Anyone else amused at the irony here? Avery claims the high road of the cultured and educated man, far more worldly than the backwards NHLers who mock his style obsession.
Avery’s editorial in Vogue is a must-read, if you haven’t seen it yet.