Because apparently he has nothing better to do, Missouri Senator Ryan McKenna added an amendment to a bill on how his state should regulate educational funding that would ban citizens over the age of eight from wearing seersucker suits. Eh? The main purpose of Senate Bill 437 may be to provide structure to "the way the state funds public institutions of higher education," but McKenna saw it as an opportunity to make his personal sartorial predilections known. "Any person living in this state aged eight and under may wear seersucker suits at their leisure. Any person over the age of eight living in this state may not wear seersucker suits because adults look ridiculous in seersucker suits," the politician expounded in his handwritten proposal to alter the bill. What this has to do with the government's fiscal relationship with its colleges is beyond us, but it does indicate that senator sure must be bored at work.

McKenna ultimately decided to withdraw his suggested provision saying that, "it probably wasn't germaine [sic] to the bill," and that "it was all in jest, anyway." But the politician's hatred of the airy fabric has deeper roots. It appears that a faction of Missouri legislators are partial to the springtime suit, so much so that many wear them on Wednesday as a defiant act of solidarity. While this rogue team of dapper renegades may sound like an anomaly, this Washington Post article helps to explain that there's a long history of public officials favoring the cotton textile. Poor McKenna says he feels bullied by their dandyish peacocking in addition to his view that the style looks silly on adult citizens (we smell ageism at play).

Perhaps McKenna's aversion stems from the notion that seersucker is an anachronistic symbol of Southern gentility — a throwback to mint julep-swilling gentlemen chomping cigars at lawn parties held at sprawling estates. But, as readers of the Style Blog well know, everything old is new again, and a new crop of designers have taken these romanticized tropes and updated them for a modern man. Even J.Crew has a slimmed-down, two-button offering available (Mr. Senator, it's a mere 45-minute drive to your closest store, and we've even mapped it out for you). Give it a try, Ryan. Who knows? Maybe you'll like it. After all, wedding season is steadfastly approaching.

Max Berlinger Berlinger is a freelance writer based in Brooklyn.

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