I've been surrounded by plaid in some form or other throughout my life, but my teenage years at a New England boarding school and summers spent in the Adirondacks stand out the most. L.L. Bean Stewart plaid flannel shirts, Lands' End black watch plaid pajamas, and J. Crew barn jackets lined with Kerr tartan wool all contributed to the idea that plaid was the trademark of a sporty, preppy life. So when I went to college at Brown and moved--geographically and aesthetically--away from that lifestyle, my taste for plaid got left behind. I was more attracted to the Euro dude driving a brand new Beemer than the Connecticut WASP in his messy flannel driving his mother's old station wagon seeming all too familiar.
After a long hiatus, I'm not sure if it was seeing a late-seventies picture of Bruce Springsteen looking very sexy and totally rock 'n' roll in a plaid button-down shirt or if it was the decidedly not preppy guys in my Lower East Side neighborhood who have decided to bring plaid back in a personal, less obvious way that has gotten me excited about it again.
What I'm seeing now is that same old plaid flannel shirt worn with a more rugged lumberjack-style beard, or a subtle plaid lining in a vintage motorcycle jacket. It is in these interpretations that plaid has taken on a new meaning and made me realize, as with everything else, that it's all about the context. And maybe I've gotten older and wiser and more secure, because I'm starting to find those sporty, preppy guys pretty cute again too.

My childhood friend Sam Byram fishing in a Royal Stewart plaid flannel. Long Island Sound, NY, 1994.

You might think plaid causes things to clash, but in Bing Crosby's case his jacket pulls the rest of his look together. London, 1961. (credit: Gettty Images)

This is my second-favorite vintage photo of Bruce Springsteen. I love the plaid in pink(!) and black. You'll see my absolute favorite one of him in an upcoming blog. 1978. (credit: Corbis)

This guy's doing his own street-style impression of plaid--hooded sweatshirt and all. It's rare that I like a shirt buttoned up all the way, but it works for me here. Union Square, NY, October 2007.

Controversial Brit artist Damien Hirst in a seemingly rare quiet moment. I like the larger-scale plaid. 1996. (credit: Getty Images)

Here's another street shot that Ned Martel, my MV editor, took in Copenhagen. The blue-and-black plaid looks excellent and you gotta love the bike basket filled with empties. The jeans tucked into the yellow socks would give me pause, except that bikers have to do that to keep their jeans out of the gears. August, 2007.

James Bond creator Ian Fleming looking distinguished in a plaid shirt. 1951. (credit: Cecil Beaton/Conde Nast Archive)

This guy's new-wave, pastel-plaid look was captured on Bedford Ave. in Williamsburg, but my editor recognized him as the shopkeeper of UNIS, a great menswear store in lower Manhattan. Brooklyn, NY, September 2007.

The Sex Pistols' Johnny Rotten gave plaid a permanent home in punk iconography with his ironic use of the Scottish staple. 1978. (credit: Corbis)

A typical downtowner wearing a rugged beard to make his plaid shirt more lumberjack than prep school boy. Howard Street, NYC, October 2007.

David Bowie, at home, looking effortlessly cool in a highly stylized look. My husband spent most of his teenage years in England desperately trying to look like David Bowie (eyeliner and all). So this one's for him. 1976. (credit: Corbis)

John Seeger, at my summer house in the Adirondacks, living out his salad days in Dress Gordon plaid. St. Huberts, NY, 1993.

Joseph Heller, writer of literary classic Catch 22, takes the prize for his plaid look. I'm most impressed by his ability to wrap a sweater around his shoulders (the horror!) and still look thoroughly rugged, not to mention hot! (credit: Conde Nast Archive)

A plaid detail is a good thing. 42nd Street, NY, May 2007.

The Duke of Windsor, who was always up for the regal look if not the responsibility, in a full tattersall tweed suit. I'm not saying every man could pull this off, but he certainly does. 1967. (credit: Conde Nast Archive)

This picture comes with instructions: Take three fingers and place them over the highly questionable "murse" this man is carrying. Then you can appreciate the dapper plaid suit he is wearing. I wouldn't imagine that a plaid suit would have a home on the streets of New York City, but in this case it absolutely does. Madison Avenue, NY, October 2007.

My teenage crush Billy Boardman kicking back with a G&T on a camping trip. Upper Ausable Lake, NY, 1995.

From the neck down, Andy Warhol looks like he walked right out of my neighborhood. Whether or not they'd admit it, Warhol seems to be the one who Lower East Side hipsters are channeling today. 1981. (credit: Getty Images)