It should come as zero surprise that I have not a single positive thing to say about Guy Fieri‘s style. In fact, I can’t really say much about it at all because it is so terrible. In fact, he is the antithesis of discerning taste. I won’t speak on his food (as we have NYT for that) or his show, as that is not what is important.
As a general rule of thumb, if you see Guy Fieri wearing something, you should never, ever, ever wear that same thing. His signature bowling shirts, wrist band, sunglasses, creeper style goatee and atrociously bleached hair (which have a striking resemblance to JT circa 1998. Horrifying) create something akin to visual water-boarding (yes, I did compare looking at Guy Fieri to torture).
But my words can only do so much. The photos and countless hours of Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives document the atrocious style of Guy Fieri better than I ever could.