So here’s the thing about my dad — he’s kind of a style fiend himself. Back in the day (though he sometimes looked like a Colombian drug lord), he was quite stylish — wearing Adidas (or Asics?) tennis shoes, aviator stunna shades and belting his denim. These days, he wears white Lacoste loafers, distressed denim and a diamond stud in one ear. Fabulous then and now! Happy Birthday, Dad!