… bespoke clothes actually fit and liberating because you didn’t have to worry about fashion or beauty standard or anything because you just put on your jumpsuit and it did everything you needed a garment to do.
i buy all my clothes in bulk and get them fitted in mass in an attempt to make something like this true for myself and you’re right, it takes all those worries away automatically and you’re free to focus on yourself.
the only downside to doing it this way is that your aesthetic becomes dated and both shallow and young people will ostracize you for it. since they’re a overwhelming majority of the people i encounter when i leave the house, it’s taught me reduce the bulk purchases so that i can update the look more often.
that’s how i feel when my gen-alpha grand nieces & nephews pick on me and i CAN’T WAIT for them to start picking on their millennial parents like i did to mine at their age. lol
I didn’t even realize young people had money for clothes. Like there is one specific fashionable guy i see when i’m out shopping and he’s more or less the only person I see anywhere who isn’t dressed shlubby or like a circa 2012 Colombuia outdoor wear catalogue. Part of that is living in the mathematically furthest point from art, culture, and and the pulse of the new though.
i used to like the california shabby-chic style from the mid 2000’s most because it was cheap but also because of the sprezzatura nature of it was natural for me due to being a life long lazy dresser and not caring about fashion and you’re right about this kind of ethos being far away from art, culture, and new thought.
i’m an engineer without a single artistic bone in my body; but i’m been surrounded all my life by artistic & politically active people (mostly through blood) and; since they’re an overwhelming majority of the people i care about in my life; i’ve learned to let their outsized influence be the biggest source of new forms of art, culture and new thought to enter my life.
i still have my own sources for those things; but they’re all grey beards like me and the stuff coming from gens z & alpha is usually much more fun. lol
it’s because i encourage the behavior in the hopes that it will make them comfortable with questioning authority.
i feel like i have some sort of social responsibility as the gay grand uncle to foster healthy chaos that leads to deeper understanding in my family’s younger generations whenever i can and force their maga-sympathetic parents to question their views in the context of their own children and the shitty future that they’re creating for them by voting for people like trump. (and also force open their minds so they won’t react as badly as my parents did when their own children come out to them).
i’m sort of like a reverse racist uncle that no one wants at thanksgiving; except that the kids love me because of all the chaos and their parents are sick of my “commie bullshit” and the best part is that i’ll always have a seat at the table because their grandma wants me there and knows how to twist her children’s arms into making it happen, just like our mother did to us with her “commie, art-freak” friends and to my father’s chagrin. lol
i buy all my clothes in bulk and get them fitted in mass in an attempt to make something like this true for myself and you’re right, it takes all those worries away automatically and you’re free to focus on yourself.
the only downside to doing it this way is that your aesthetic becomes dated and both shallow and young people will ostracize you for it. since they’re a overwhelming majority of the people i encounter when i leave the house, it’s taught me reduce the bulk purchases so that i can update the look more often.
that’s how i feel when my gen-alpha grand nieces & nephews pick on me and i CAN’T WAIT for them to start picking on their millennial parents like i did to mine at their age. lol
I didn’t even realize young people had money for clothes. Like there is one specific fashionable guy i see when i’m out shopping and he’s more or less the only person I see anywhere who isn’t dressed shlubby or like a circa 2012 Colombuia outdoor wear catalogue. Part of that is living in the mathematically furthest point from art, culture, and and the pulse of the new though.
i used to like the california shabby-chic style from the mid 2000’s most because it was cheap but also because of the sprezzatura nature of it was natural for me due to being a life long lazy dresser and not caring about fashion and you’re right about this kind of ethos being far away from art, culture, and new thought.
i’m an engineer without a single artistic bone in my body; but i’m been surrounded all my life by artistic & politically active people (mostly through blood) and; since they’re an overwhelming majority of the people i care about in my life; i’ve learned to let their outsized influence be the biggest source of new forms of art, culture and new thought to enter my life.
i still have my own sources for those things; but they’re all grey beards like me and the stuff coming from gens z & alpha is usually much more fun. lol
Nobody ever makes fun of jeans and a death metal t shirt from my experience and i have gen alpha nieces and nephews
i sometimes wish that were true for me; but they still pick on me mercilessly and it’s nice know that you live rent free in their heads. lol
Hahaha maybe mine are just nice
it’s because i encourage the behavior in the hopes that it will make them comfortable with questioning authority.
i feel like i have some sort of social responsibility as the gay grand uncle to foster healthy chaos that leads to deeper understanding in my family’s younger generations whenever i can and force their maga-sympathetic parents to question their views in the context of their own children and the shitty future that they’re creating for them by voting for people like trump. (and also force open their minds so they won’t react as badly as my parents did when their own children come out to them).
i’m sort of like a reverse racist uncle that no one wants at thanksgiving; except that the kids love me because of all the chaos and their parents are sick of my “commie bullshit” and the best part is that i’ll always have a seat at the table because their grandma wants me there and knows how to twist her children’s arms into making it happen, just like our mother did to us with her “commie, art-freak” friends and to my father’s chagrin. lol
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m also insufferable for the adults and encourage defiant behavior in the children.
as is your birthright; well done.