I was browsing through my Reader and saw this Prompt from the Daily Post – Fashionable. I was going to pass it by but thoughts and opinions crowded my head so I decided to go ahead and do it. Warning though, I’m taking the word in more of a literal sense than figurative.
I’m not much of a fashion girl. I’m a die-hard introvert, (INTJ) and I totally go my own way. March along to my own drum. I do admire fashion and some designers but I wear clothes more for comfort than to show how good I look. If my clothes are comfortable, then I’ll automatically feel good.
Nevertheless, I won’t be caught dead in clothes which have an ill fit to my body. I’m a bit rounded lol so I usually wear loose, breezy clothes. I prefer them to tight ones. But I do like tight jeans. So, I guess you could say I wear clothes that fit me well and that I’m a contradiction in motion.
I love t-shirts and jeans best but if the mood strikes, I’ll even venture out and put on a dress haha.
Fashion is such an overused word these days. It’s like people wear fashionable clothes only to show off to others who can’t afford it. What does it mean to be fashionable? Being or in accordance with current social fashions. In that respect, you need lots of moolah to keep abreast of current fashion. And my friend, I’ll tell you right away, that’s a losing battle. Fashion changes as one would change clothes, pun intended. So you can never get to a point where you’ve won.
If people would stop caring what others thought of them and stop doing things to look better instead of actually doing things the right way, the world would be a better place, right?
People care too much about beauty and clothes and impressions on others. It gets exhausting. And that springs forth too many restrictions on others, and how people view the world and others. If people weren’t so obsessed about looks, maybe racism wouldn’t exist. If we didn’t care so much about how we look and how others look, maybe we’d go that extra mile and see the person beneath, instead of the outer skin.