While in Laughlin for the River Run, I saw a lot of things both good and bad. If I was the punk rock Mr. Blackwell I could have been lamenting for days about bad paint, sky-high apehangers on Softails, and saggy juggs. Instead, I took a utilitarian look at what to wear while riding. Trust me, I am not trying to be the fashion police, but some of these people where riding it stuff that looked like it would more at home at the Spearmint Rhino or Chippendale's than riding down Casino drive.
I can't even yet begin to understand the feeling that these people have who accessorize their outfits to go along with their bikes. When the “show” overshadows or impedes the ability to “go” you may want to take a step back, go to Walmart or your Harley dealer and buy some real riding gear.
See, when I accessorize it’s with things that make me look better, not my bike.