Tag: Fabio Fognini

Friday Fashion Face-off: Best Dressed Man at Wimbledon 2025

“Didn’t you used to have a blog?”

I get asked this question occasionally, usually in a semi-judgmental tone. Apparently, it’s a shameful thing to have neglected your blog, akin to abandoning your senescent parent in some state-run institution. If you’re not going to love and attend to your blog, these inquisitors seem to imply, just smother it with a pillow already.

But I’m taking a different tack, resuscitating LittleYellowBall with, ironically, the blandest, most moribund of all blog topics: men’s fashion at the whitey-white Slam. 

Choosing the male nominees for the Wimbledon fashion face-offs has always been a daunting task, usually coming down to minutiae like coordinating socks. Until men start sporting unitards or strappy tops, there will never be much to say about their white-on-white getups.

Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: Best Dressed Man at Wimbledon 2025” →

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Friday Fashion Face-off: 2019 French Open Best-Dressed Man

We’ve reached the first Friday of the current Slam, the time when we’d normally be considering the nominees for the best-dressed man. I’ve been looking for nominees–truly I have–but they’re plum hard to find this year. The best we may be able to hope for is most adequately dressed man.

Let’s muddle through with what we have, shall we? Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: 2019 French Open Best-Dressed Man” →

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Friday Fashion Face-off: U.S. Open Worst-Dressed Award

Is it mean to do a worst-dressed poll? Probably. Are we going to do it anyway? Yes. It’s all in good fun. Besides, the players earn good money for wearing these outfits and getting people talking. They don’t really have cause to complain if not all the talk is favorable.

Here, then, are my nominees for worst dressed at the U.S. Open. Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: U.S. Open Worst-Dressed Award” →

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Friday Fashion Face-off: The Comic Book Edition

Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve heard that Serena’s strutting her stuff in a black catsuit at the French Open. (And if you have been living under a rock, come back out. It’s dark and wormy under there.)

I wasn’t going to touch the catsuit in the face-off. I figured she’d had plenty of press on it already. But when the topic comes up on the tennis court, I’m immediately asked if I’m going to include it in the blog. The consensus seems to be that I have to. So, for you rock dwellers out there, here’s the catsuit… Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: The Comic Book Edition” →

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