Cool Breeze
The scene is set inside a gray brick house in Monroe, LA; circa 1998. My mother is either in the kitchen cooking, writing an article, asking my brother if he forgot to do something, or exercising - or she’s probably doing all the things I just named simultaneously (yea, she does the most). I’m ducked off in my pink bedroom, probably listening to Junior Mafia on the radio and writing down outfits I want to wear to the upcoming high school football game. My daddy emerges from his nap to prepare for his night shift at work……and it goes like this.
Daddy: *yells* Where are my jeans?!?
Me: * suddenly stop writing and my eyes get big*
Daddy: *enters my room* Sam, where are my jea…..!? *he looks down and frowns*
Me: (I’m busted, so I confess) I’m wearing them!
That’s about how the conversations between my daddy and I used to go when it came to his jeans. It was something about the jeans he purchased that fit me just how I liked, so I wore them....often. Fast forward about 18 years later, and I proudly own a pair of his jeans.
My mother used to tell me stories about how my daddy used to dress and the nice style he possessed. My mother and I actually had a respectful disagreement over who was going to inherit his army coat that he wore when he was 19 years old. I was able to take a picture in the coat (see below), but it went home with my mother right after the photo was taken *sad face*.
I remember my daddy buying authentic Ostrich and Snakeskin boots, and I used to be like “what are those??” Now days, I would run a mile non-stop for some Ostrich boots (and I despise running)!! My daddy, whose friends nicknamed him Cool Breeze because he was as cool as the breeze, once told me that a person has style if they can wear just about anything and make it look good. I wholeheartedly agree with him, and I am blessed to say that I had a father who didn’t wear the typical daddy stuff (matching plaid shirts and shorts) that usually embarrasses the heck out of kids.
Check out Cool Breeze’s style from back in the day below.
Vietnam era.
I need the jacket above today!
Don't hurt 'em with the platform shoes daddy!! Classic!
Happy Father’s Day Daddy! I’m so grateful for our time, our talks, your jokes, your advice, and that you have always purchased great jeans (check the ones above out)!!!! Love ya!
Happy Father’s Day to my brother Brad and all of the father’s out there. Without you guys our hearts would be heavy, and our closets would be only half full!!
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Have a safe and great weekend everyone!
- Samjah Iman