July 8 is Hugo Boss’ birthday.
Hugo Boss has been dead for almost seventy years. Even before he died, his affiliation with the Nazi Party of Germany became problematic enough that his son-in-law took over his namesake company. Nowadays, no one really cares who founded the German brand. That’s fine with me. I’ll be the first one to tell you that you can’t choose your ancestors and that people need to let shit go.
It’s interesting to me, however, that Hugo Boss was a Cancer because of a couple of things I wrote about in “Star Struck Style.” First, I warn Cancer natives not to be too “conservative.” I separate political conservatives from people who are afraid to take risks, but I do admit that it is easy for Cancer individuals to idealize the “good old days.” It’s that sort of conservative sentiment that has people shouting “Make America Great Again,” and it’s that sort of sentiment that has people on the left comparing the MAGA crowd to the Nazis.
Also, I included Jason Wu in the Cancer chapter because I get Cancer vibes from his work, including his designs for Hugo Boss’ womenswear. Wu recently parted ways with the company, but there was something very Cancer-like about the strictness of his designs for the label. Tailoring and suiting is the wheelhouse for Hugo Boss, and those are subjects that I associate with Cancer in my book.
Sometimes things like this pop into my head without me even comprehending that I’ve made a connection. Sure, it could have been a coincidence — I’ve never looked up Hugo Boss’ zodiac sign before — or I could be so in-tune with this fashion astrology thing that I don’t even realize my own incredible power.
I’ll go with the latter . . .
