…fashion of his love
I started writing this the other week and realised I didn’t finish it. Which is a shame as the relevance of what I was going to say was more apparent then. One can only try and carry it on.So refreshing to see a bit more of a male presence in the coverage of London fashion week. I know typically men’s fashion hasn’t always been at the forefront or cutting edge in some respects. This shouldn’t take away from it’s importance. As a male I feel we are behind when it comes to fashion. You have to either spend hours looking for something different or pay over the odds. When women can head to the high street for something different and experimental. I do feel that the evolution of male fashion hasn’t really progressed much in the last 100 or so years. Pick up a copy of GQ and you will see, the items that stand out the most come with the price tag as well.
Though I have to admit when it comes to fashion, men we are are own worst enemies. How many times have you looked at something someone else is wearing, something a bit different a bit of the beaten track and thought ‘what the @&#* is he wearing’. Is this out of envy, jealously or that in built nature to conform to society.
We aren’t herd animals, what makes us different from the rest of the animal kingdom is our ‘higher intelligence’ and ability to think for ourselves and not just out of self preservation, in this context I mean those of us who are born or live in more economically stable social environments. Why can’t we apply this thought process to fashion. How many times do you hear a woman ask another where she brought a top, boots or jeans.
*The girl sitting opposite me on the tube currently is so attractive it’s scary. Cute little pout, killer eyes and hair the would make the little mermaid self harm. I totally took a picture as well.*
Sorry got distracted there. As I was saying next time you go shopping. Yes that dreaded word, try to find something you wouldn’t normally wear. Climb out of the box you are currently sitting so comfortably in. I dare you. In fact I double dare you.
Conforming to society is over rated. Flash a bit of skin, show of your designer boxers, give them a peek at you socks and if all else fails go bright and just do one thing…turn heads.