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Kevin Broccoli Style

Esquire just put out its Fall Style Guide.

For those of you who don't want to look like an extra on Entourage, I have a few better ideas.

Follow these simples rules, and you'll have Kevin Broccoli Style down.

1) Plaid is your friend. Lots of plaid. But not just any plaid--over-sized plaid. Long-sleeved, button-down, and I want it to go down to at least your knees, people. Think early 90's grunge without the guitars or angst. If you can use your shirt as a blanket, you're going in the right direction.

2) Never wear shorts. Not even in hot weather. Not even to the beach. Not even to a "Wear Shorts for Charity" barbecue event. NEVER wear shorts. Never.

3) Shoes--all the time. Wear the same pair until they're literally falling apart. No sandals, no sneakers, no boots--who wears boots anyway? Shoes--as if every day is a special occasion and you're overdressed for most of them.

4) Wear jeans that make you look like you don't have an ass. They haven't developed an ass corset yet, but I hear one is forthcoming.

5) Hair--gel, lots and lots of gel--and make it go up--almost like a faux-hawk, but not quite. Kind of like a faux-hawk that panicked and got off the rollercoast at the last minute. A fear-faux-hawk in other words.

That's it. You're all ready for Fall.

Just remember that when spring rolls around...

...All the rules pretty much still apply.

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