John Nagy '00M.A. | Jan. 6, 2014 | Notre Dame Magazine
Among the darker moments in my writing career was the magazine meeting two years ago at which the editor announced we would be putting together a fashion issue. Not just a theme package with a couple of feature stories — a whole quarterly issue devoted to style. I tossed my pen on the table without thinking and knew instantly why I’d done it: I had nothing to say.
See, I’d wear a t-shirt and jeans to work every day if they’d let me. And if accordion-collared shirts and engraved bronze breastplates were required professional attire in Grace Hall, I’d wear that instead. The point is, I just don’t care about clothes. The magazine might as well have put me on a three-month sabbatical or sent me on a story trip to Greenland.