It’s not every day you see politicians wearing bow ties these days. A lot of people have already called me out for wearing one; some in support, others… not so much. It seems to be a generational thing, really. The ones whom love it say that they have always wore them while others say that anyone wearing a bow tie can’t be trusted. Regardless of how things look, I’m here to tell you: I’ve always had an affinity for bow ties.
See? The proof is there, but I’d be lying if I said that this is where the story ends for my bow tie love. See, the man who was my doctor when I was younger also wore a bow tie. He was one of the sweetest old men I’ve ever met. His passing last month brought me great sadness and reminded me of all of the ridiculous bow ties he used to wear just to get kids to feel a little more comfortable around him when going in for a little check up.
The theme with honorable men wearing bow ties didn’t stop in my youth, though. Even at the collegiate level, there was inspiration. When I first transferred to UC, Santa Ono was the president of the university. I saw him as a true renaissance man, and I aspired to be as well-rounded as him. His signature look always featured the bow tie, and he owned it. It was a distinctive look, and I was all about it.
Then again, at 6′ 4″, there’s always something a little annoying about trying to find extra long neck ties in the right style. It always seems like they have the worst possible patterns and never seem to fit the right way. (It’s actually incredibly unfortunate.)
On a serious not, I’ve idolized a lot of men who wore bow ties. I think that the look fits me in the same way it fit them. They were kind-spirited, respectable figures of the community, and I aim to be the same. The bow tie doesn’t make me, but at my core, it reflects a little more about me than many would take at face value.
One thing’s for sure: The bow ties are here to stay.