"I told my kid that smoking pot is a gateway drug... to wearing sweatpants every day."
Earlier this month, Adam Sandler smashed flat the post-macho fashion landscape with what can only be described as the ultimate act of sartorial surrender. In an iconic moment to rival bra burning in the 1970s, but with the reverse message, he went public with his “home only” sweatpants. This wasn't some inadvertent wardrobe nip slip. America's comedy everyman wasn't pounced on by paparazzi in his driveway or ambushed at his beach house. He wasn't even out walking his dog so he could claim he was exercising. He was wearing his sweatpants for a Sunday brunch with his family. It was a compound felony, too, as he also wore his "home only" Ugg slippers.
http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2010-01-17/our-sweatpants-nightmare/?cid=hp:mainpromo6
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