You wear the clothes...
This entry is dedicated to Kim...
"I've always been the type to like simple lines and silhouettes, because as cliche as it sounds, less is always more..." -Kim
You know what she's right. Hell, she's right the majority of the time, way more than I would like to let her think, but that's what best-friends do for each other. We absorb each others personal philosophies, and wave them in the air as one would do a quick-shot photo. I've deviated from the point of this entry.
The topic of our conversation was coming into yourself, and being the reform fashion junkies that we are, we used clothing as a template for our transition into our more adult selves. It seems as though the older I get the less clothing I need to gratify my human existence. Cotton is becoming more and more needed in my wardrobe, leaving the more expensive purchases for later acquisition when my pockets will allow it.
If Kim doesn't know anything she knows herself, and by knowing herself she knows that it doesn't take much to display what God has simply blessed her with, which is beauty. I've seen the transformation with my own eyes as she simply retired from the rat race of fleeting trends and has adopted a more natural self. Don't get me wrong the woman has an eye for fashion, but as she and I both know, fashion can be quite tiresome on the soul and again on the finances. As a result, she and I have both come to the point of our lives where we are past just looking the part, we are living the part, being our own evidence that fashion is more than the clothes you wear; it's a lifestyle.
Just living opens the gates to a broader horizon than shopping could ever provide, because lets face it life is too short to live and die as the best dressed miserable bastard to ever walk the face of the Earth. It's about the BBQ with the family, the last minute trip to Chicago or the hole-in-the wall restaurant that stays open until 1am on Sunday serving the best cheesecake in town. That's fashion for the soul, and that's wearing the clothes instead of the clothes wearing you. You abandon your ego enough to enjoy the little things in life instead of stressing about them. You also find that silver lining to what seems to be a thunderstorm drenching your self-worth, because you know good or bad, somethings just don't last forever (See Jheri Curls). Don't be the little lap dog chasing your tail around and around for hours. Catch my drift.
She and I aren't the only people involved in this movement, but I do consider us pioneers for our generation. There are plenty of fly individuals who are individuals in their own right and they march to the beat of their drums. As Kim said earlier less is more, and when you try less to please others they appreciate you more... Don't take my word for it. I dare you to try our little philosophy out.
"I've always been the type to like simple lines and silhouettes, because as cliche as it sounds, less is always more..." -Kim
You know what she's right. Hell, she's right the majority of the time, way more than I would like to let her think, but that's what best-friends do for each other. We absorb each others personal philosophies, and wave them in the air as one would do a quick-shot photo. I've deviated from the point of this entry.
The topic of our conversation was coming into yourself, and being the reform fashion junkies that we are, we used clothing as a template for our transition into our more adult selves. It seems as though the older I get the less clothing I need to gratify my human existence. Cotton is becoming more and more needed in my wardrobe, leaving the more expensive purchases for later acquisition when my pockets will allow it.
If Kim doesn't know anything she knows herself, and by knowing herself she knows that it doesn't take much to display what God has simply blessed her with, which is beauty. I've seen the transformation with my own eyes as she simply retired from the rat race of fleeting trends and has adopted a more natural self. Don't get me wrong the woman has an eye for fashion, but as she and I both know, fashion can be quite tiresome on the soul and again on the finances. As a result, she and I have both come to the point of our lives where we are past just looking the part, we are living the part, being our own evidence that fashion is more than the clothes you wear; it's a lifestyle.
Just living opens the gates to a broader horizon than shopping could ever provide, because lets face it life is too short to live and die as the best dressed miserable bastard to ever walk the face of the Earth. It's about the BBQ with the family, the last minute trip to Chicago or the hole-in-the wall restaurant that stays open until 1am on Sunday serving the best cheesecake in town. That's fashion for the soul, and that's wearing the clothes instead of the clothes wearing you. You abandon your ego enough to enjoy the little things in life instead of stressing about them. You also find that silver lining to what seems to be a thunderstorm drenching your self-worth, because you know good or bad, somethings just don't last forever (See Jheri Curls). Don't be the little lap dog chasing your tail around and around for hours. Catch my drift.
She and I aren't the only people involved in this movement, but I do consider us pioneers for our generation. There are plenty of fly individuals who are individuals in their own right and they march to the beat of their drums. As Kim said earlier less is more, and when you try less to please others they appreciate you more... Don't take my word for it. I dare you to try our little philosophy out.
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