Fashion police

I don't normally like to critique the outfits that others wear. Depending on the season, I'm either wearing a t-shirt and shorts, a t-shirt and jeans, or a t-shirt with a sweater and jeans. So I don't really feel that it's my right to comment. But sometimes I see something so flagrantly bad (or, I suppose, fabulously good) that it simply begs for a remark or two. Today was such a day. Driving home, I saw a man with sunglasses and a ball cap wearing sandblasted jeans that he had tucked into his boots, with a fanny pack slung around his waist and a gold pinky ring on his right hand. I couldn't help but wonder: did he look at his reflection in the mirror with admiration and pride, or did he just not look? I'm betting on the latter.