I RECENTLY STEPPED into a pair of denim Carhartt overalls and with the click of the buckles—voilà!—I was transformed from a mellow Brooklynite into an old-fashioned coalman. The sort who kept 1930s trains running. Or, I thought, studying the mirror, I could pass for a ’50s farmer, rustling up corn. Of course, there’s a fine line between the pleasingly transformative and a Halloween get-up. “If you’re not a blue-collar worker, the bib overall becomes...

Source: Wall Street Journal March 19, 2019 16:18 UTC