Greenwich
Village, 1958.
“The magazines also say Beats are supposed to be cool,
but who knows what that means? I can only tell you what’s it’s not. It’s not
cool to be angry or nasty. It’s not cool to care about how you look. Because
like my mother says, pretty fades, but cool is forever.”
--The Beat on Ruby’s Street
Sophie sez all this Bomb stuff is bringing you
DOWN. She sez let’s mix it up with a little fashion, and I say there’s no such
thing as Beat fashion.
And she sez: they don’t know that! And besides,
Beats do have a fashion, in their fashion.
Black pants. Leotards. Earrings. Boots.
Oh, come on, I say, lots of people wear those.
Yeah, she says, but not like we do.
But do they really want to pull apart what
everyone’s wearing and she says, Ruby. What else have they got to do?
Well okay, I say. I like big hoopy earrings and
leotards and I wear a lot of black. Nell-mom does too but I don’t know anybody
with a beret.
Sophie sez: Who said anything about a beret?
What have you got against berets? I say.
What have you got? Sophie sez back.
And by the way, she says, you’re mixing up says
and sez an awful lot in here.
It’s my post, I say, I can do whatever I want.
So what would you wear if you were a Beat? Do we
ever wear dresses?
Yes. But they have to be extremely cool. In fact
you can wear anything as long as you look cool in it.
That’s the main rule, if there is a rule.
And sometimes you can put on a suit and still
look cool.
Or anything.
And if you’re not cool, nothing can make you
look cool.
What’s cool?
I made a list in the book, right? But that was
the opposite of cool.
If I had to boil it
down to one thing I’d say it’s about not caring what you look like or what
people think about you.
Which also means fashion, Sophie!
Sigh. she's not even listening.
--Ruby T.
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