I am NOT a fashionista.
In fact, I think most fashionistas are deranged. This impression is not altered by images of FashionWeek. (The fact that I know what FashionWeek is not withstanding) Its a trainwreck of good design, with each participant trying harder and harder to be "cutting edge" and "unique" and "fashionable while trendy". WHAT!?! Do any of them honestly think Audrey Hepburn was ... trendy? Or Carey Grant? Or James Bond? Or Sophia Lauren? or Robert Redford? That ANY of those people, who are thought of as outstanding examples of dressing well by regular people, would be caught dead wearing stuff off the runway at FashionWeek?
Because, frankly, many of the models look dead on the runway. Freshly dead. Not actually decomposed. Just pale and psycho-thin and totally expressionless. I've seen terminally ill people in the final stages that looked better!
Fashion used to be about coverings that would make the human form look more attractive to the human eye. Now it seems that "fashion" is about what will make the human form look more attractive to the human ego, consumed with a pride of being "first" and "new" and "avant garde" and "different".
Be careful, people, lest the lunatics of FashionWeek lead you down the merry path to Hell. Leaving you with a photo-album full of pictures that will embarrass you no end as your children and grandchildren collapse in fits of giggles on the floor. Our new motto: Remember the Beehive!
Fashion? What's that?!
My solution to the problem of men's fashion is that I have in my closet a number of pairs of Carhartt blue jeans. I also have a number of blue shirts, short sleeved, long sleeved, but of similar style and cut, heavy blue fabric, the kind you would buy at Farm & Fleet, you know, men's "manual labor" work shirts. Add to these a pair of brown leather boots, and I am good to go in all seasons, seven days a week.
Yes, even on Sunday morning, that's what I'm wearing underneath my robe. You can get away with it in a rural parish.
My leisure wear is a bit more varied, and includes tee shirts, sweat shirts, and other oddities I've picked up along the way. But for workaday wear, it's blue shirt, blue jeans, and forget it.
This might sound nuts, because I know you're a reverend or minister or pastor or preacher, but I've never imagined you in a suit. I suppose because I usually just think of you as a sweetie who happens to be a cool writer with seriously good philosophical skills.
Agree totally, but have become totally fascinated with thesartorialist.blogspot.com who takes pictures of real people (even old women!) who have a sense of style, despite the fact that he is covering fashionweek.