What to Wear to the Bad Boy Reunion Tour

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This is the time for your best leather. Black is cool but brown is for the ballers, shot callers, brawlers and those dippin’ in the Benz with spoilers—gender makes no difference. That brown leather Karl Kani jumpsuit: this is your time to twankle ‘n glisten. (Make Ron Browz proud!) Red mini-dresses and every piece of your biker-girl-chic gear, à la Lil Kim are waiting to come out of the closet so free up your dusters, butters and minis. It might be a tad too warm for the Avirex and the Vansons tonight, but weather has never stopped anyone from lookin’ fly.

If you’re a NY native ACG boots should not have to be explained here. How else will they really know you mean it when you say “toe to toe, blow for blow, like WHOA?” How else can you ensure that you’ll be able to step over the ensuing brawl when your neighbors run out of Hennessy in their flasks without getting the bottom crease of the your jean cuff soiled? It’s time for your best nostalgic footwear: that means you shiny patent leather Pradas, ostrich Skin Mauris, bomb dropping Lugz boots, and the king of them all, a pair of Wallabees. You can stick to the cream like the late, great B.I.G. or go electric blue like Puff and Ma$e in the masterpiece that is the "Been Around the World (Remix)" video.

No matter the material, be it leather, terry or the highly sheened foil of the Shiny Suit era, your look must be a two-fer. Coordinated outfits are the very foundation of the Bad Boy era, so tonight, no ends. Full Fendi logo outfit? Now is the time, and throw on the matching boots and headband. Powder blue sweat suit with the all white uptowns? Next weekend is Memorial Day so stunt a little early!

Whatever you decide, whether it be acid-washed denim or a taupe, linen blend, make it easier on yourself, and get the hat to match.

No label had better eyewear than Bad Boy Records. Versace, Chanel, Cartier, you name it and the roster had it. Tonight will definitely be a night of wearing shades inside (Diddy would have it no other way!). Otherwise, you risk getting Snap-bombed ugly crying to Carl Thomas and Faith Evans’ silky riffs during “Emotional.” Add a big body watch, belt or a solid bright “I Dream of Genie” style wig for the ladies—from Janice Combs to Kimberly Jones nobody did wigs better—and pile on the chains. It’s your night to sip champagne and remember the reckless luxury of our youth. Luckily, Barclays' extreme concert rules should ensure that nobody brings a lion’s head cane. But then again it’s Puffy. Anything can happen.