On the Dying Embers of Modern Fashion
Male and female fashion is quite different. I, a man, won't bother to try and define fashion or style for any gender identity other than masculine. Apart from being out of my expertise, it is simply not my place. Nowadays the popular fashion has run into a fairly diluted style of cookie cutter pixie dream boy prole. Where pleather nubuck shoes, above ankle low waisted chinos, and tucked in plaid shirts with cheap accessories (leather bead bracelets with a small nickel silver accentuation) brought to you buy your local "made with third world child labor" sustainable carbon neutral transnational corporation, not to mention the high and tight american "military grunt inspired" haircut that destroys any hope that your IQ maybe more than 95. These articles of clothing are nothing but products of the fast fashion that has plagued our senses since the mid-to-late 1990's. Of course it was only natural that to satisfy the needs of the ever growing, ever sprawling, and ever consooming urban peasantry we would resort to some form of lowering the cost of clothing, because in the west our rights matter more than those who weren't smart enough to adopt capitalism early on. #TheEarlyBirdGetsTheWorm But we mustn't fuss, the rule of the ignorant bludgeon brained prole is coming to an end. As postmodernism thrashes what was left of modernist propaganda, the need to fit in to get to the top becomes an unburdening relic of the past. By way of nature not everyone has the eye to dress well, but now they have no need to be peer pressured into wearing stupid articles of clothing like BRAND T-SHIRTS or ABOVE ANKLE CHINOS. The basic structure of a man's wardrobe is the basic structure he has to his life. It's only a handful who shine through a dull cookie cutter I-try-to-pedal-multilevel-marketing-schemes-to-my-friends-and-family-via-facebook aesthetic as honest, respectful and kind human beings. Be virtuous, be decent, dress well.
