Yesterday, a NYT article proclaimed the emerging trend of little bellies, called the “Ralph Kramden,” to be the new six-pack abs.
Too pronounced to be blamed on the slouchy cut of a T-shirt, too modest in size to be termed a proper beer gut, developed too young to come under the heading of a paunch, the Ralph Kramden is everywhere to be seen lately.
. . . “I sort of think the six-pack abs obsession got so prissy it stopped being masculine,” is how Aaron Hicklin, the editor of Out, explains the emergence of the Ralph Kramden. What once seemed young and hot, for gay and straight men alike, now seems passé. Like manscaping, spray-on tans and other metrosexual affectations, having a belly one can bounce quarters off suggests that you may have too much time on your hands.
“It’s not cool to be seen spending so much time fussing around about your body,” Mr. Hicklin said.
Of course, Details editor Dan Peres offered his take on the newly-placed bulges, “If we had a slob in the White House, all the hipsters would turn into some walking Chippendales calendar.”
All I know is that blogging has apparently given me a hot little body and put me in peak hipster form. Who knew?
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