It has not escaped my attention that as I’ve evolved away from my original profession as a software developer and moved towards systems and solutions architecture and management, that I have tended to focus more on the theoretical aspects that support its fundamental principles rather than on the discrete activities that drive its execution. Being further removed from the work, it appears, causes one to become more philosophical about the labor.
And so it is with Cycling; the shorter days of the winter months carry with them a certain introspection that we don’t encounter during the summer when we feast on The V on a regular basis. With this perspective, it is not a wonder that Looking Fantastic has been front of mind these past few weeks. After all, Looking Fantastic, as I already said last week, is all I have at times like these. If this is starting to feel repetitive to you, then I ask your forgiveness. But I write more for my own pleasure than I do for yours, so you’ll just have to put up with it. Or stop reading; that’s an option too.
The subject of Looking Fantastic brings up an important point: what is it that allows some people to always look amazing and others to always look crap? The secret lies in the fact that Style isn’t about what you wear, but about how you wear it. Fit, placement, and the choices of what bits to combine with others are key elements, but none of it will work without a healthy dose of attitude and certain je ne sais quoi. Coppi, Bobet, Anquetil, Merckx, de Vlaeminck, Hinault, Fignon, Kelly, LeMond, Bugno, Cipollini, Millar. These are all riders who raced on teams with what is objectively ugly kit and turned them into icons of the sport.
Every day I get emails from readers who are seeking advice on what is and isn’t allowed in accordance with The Rules. What color socks are acceptable, how much yellow is needed before it becomes a YJA, are flashers allowed on a bike, are mud guards (fenders) acceptable – and what about race blades, does a rolled-up sock under the saddle make it an EPMS. (Any, any, yes, yes, yes, and yes.)
But all these questions miss the point. The first order of business is to ride our bikes. Period. The second order of business is to come home safely from the ride, so we may repeat the pattern. We all live in different environments and have differing degrees of risk we are willing to accept as part of doing The Great Work. Based on those criteria, our job as Aesthetes is not to reject them, but through some alchemy make them Look Fantastic. A prime example being the question of sock color: white is both the most classic and the most distinguished – the obvious choice. But grimy socks are only beautiful if you’re coming home from a ride, not when you’re leaving for one. So if you can’t keep them clean, then make another choice. Style.
With these concepts held firmly in our minds, the following list serves only as example situations wherein Style is applied in order to accommodate specific choices required in order to feel comfortable riding in your environment and repeating the process.
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@frank
Delta's. Perhaps Greg is using the car to slow down !
@frank
And the double Coke bidons sitting in their cages, personified as if to say, "We can now be considered fantastic, now that Leman has allowed us to grace his steed while he crushes souls."
Lemann looks like he is being held back not pushed! The image of a coiled spring.
To quote one of the great literary masterpieces of our time, there is a fundamental 'theology and geometry' inherent in one who truly obeys the rules.
One just wears / adorns the bike with what works to propel the mind forward - nothing more / nothing less. Thousands of hours at the Great Work hone this to perfection.
May I just say that LeMan IS possibly the coolest person I've EVER seen...
EVER
I fucking MEAN it. And the Z kit is the coolest WC version too
@Clips and Straps
My Deltas have improved significantly with new pads, new housing, new cables. Apparently Campa is producing the blocks again, so you don't even have to deal with NOS. Sure, nothing like a modern caliper, but they aren't awful...
And can we talk shades again. I still love basic M Frames and I also love Radars. Are the new Radars, new M's, or these Jawbreakers really that much better?
Alas, as the light fades in the Northern Hemisphere, so do some of the rules. While I understand the "No Tights" stance from a purely Aesthete's viewpoint, we above the 49th have to accommodate mother nature to get our rides in and therefore the "No Tights" rule has become null and void in Canada according to a Parlimentary decree.
@nobby
Absolutely! Greg looks the shit in the photo like no other. I fucking loved watching him race in the 80's.
Dear Fronk.
Where I live, in West Baloneybeater it's necessary to ride wearing suspenders and a high vis, full length beard for 11 months of the year. Can I have a Rules exemption for these minor transgressions if I win Gent - Wevelgem next spring?
P.S. I love Velominati and all it stands for.
Black Castelli Gabba jersey - regular, long sleeve, or convertible.
Over the years I have had the good fortune to don some of the finest gear for climbing, skiing, kayaking... you name it. From the first ride, the Gabba jersey cemented it's place at the upper echelons in the pantheon of gear - for any sport.
Gabba jersey, some Nanoflex Bibshorts, and an ass-saver - bring on the Fuckness
Completely pendantic but that's his external jugular bulging there (coursing with the V no doubt).