Who are you calling a dandy?

This year’s Met Gala theme is officially called Superfine: Tailoring Black Style. But somewhere between the press releases and the blog posts, folks decided to shorthand it to “Dandyism.”


Dandyism? That’s feathers and frills for frills’ sake. But Black male style? It’s Sunday’s finest, worn on Monday because the world required it. Black male style is not a costume, it’s armor. It’s Frederick Douglass in a double-breasted frock coat. Nat King Cole smooth in satin lapels. Malcolm X buttoned up, ready for the meeting and the movement.


My father wasn’t a dandy. He’s a Rhodes Scholar, a Renaissance man who wore suits tailored on Capitol Hill, fedoras from Andrea’s, and a stride equal parts cool elegance and intention. His style wasn’t frivolous—it was fortified for the pulpit, the protest, and the principal's office. Every seam was stitched for survival, dignity, and grace.


Before you turn on the Met Gala pre-show and start handing out best-dressed awards from your sofa (because who’s gonna check you?), don't forget to Pause with Simone. On Sunday, I’m asking: Have You Seen God Today? When you look closer, you will see God in all the beautiful details.
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Suited for what's next,
Simone Butterfly
Editor-in-Chic