It’s one thing for a “pill-addled trainwreck” to be photographed in sweatpants—but now that affable everyman Adam Sandler has been caught wearing a pair of the “home only” garments (and, worse, Ugg slippers) out to brunch, it’s time to be concerned. Sweatpants “are the universal wardrobe shorthand for sloth and lassitude,” writes Sean Macaulay in the Daily Beast, and it’s time to stop wearing them in public.
Though they started off as "legitimate" activewear, sweatpants morphed into couch-surfer-wear with the growth of VHS and Nintendo in the '80s. The proliferation of sweats-in-public “is partly downturn chic, partly recessionary despair,” but that’s no excuse, and celebrities must lead the charge against the “couch potato, crumb-magnet, man-cave leggings of shame in all their People of Wal-Mart splendor.” Because if Adam Sandler will brunch in them, “what hope is there for the rest of us?”
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