Belts - how do you wear yours?
I cycled to work this week. I figured it would help me keep fit, save money, be kind to the environment, nice to animals and so aid restful sleep.
After a quick shower I got changed from cycling gear into more suitable office attire. What I hadn't counted on was a female member of the fashion police pulling me over in the office to point out I was "Wearing my belt the wrong way round!" I checked it wasn't back to front. It was fine. Yet my colleague insisted I was wearing it the "girl's way".
The "girl's way"? Ok I know that some ladies shirts have buttons on the left, and zips are on the other side of coats, but I had no idea that all my life I'd been wearing a belt the "girls way"!
In fact, I refuse to accept that there is a "girls way" for belts (there's nothing on wikipedia about it - nuff said). And then my colleague found some old navy regulations online (she had to dig deep to find them though…)
"Belt:
- The brass on the belt will be shinned and mark free
- The belt will be fitted so that the buckle and the brass fitting on the other end of the belt will perfectly line up when worn
- Female midshipmen wear the belt in such a manner that the belts tip points to the midshipman's right; male midshipmen wear the belt so that the belts tip points to the midshipman's left
- The end without the belt tip will be in line with the shirt edge and trouser fly edge to make a straight gig-line"
Whatever! So how do you wear yours? With the end pointing to the left or right, (and who told you to do it that way?) - or are you like me in that you've never really thought about it until now?
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