“Fashion” of course refers to the ability to view something else that someone is doing and therefore values in some way, and then attach a similar value to it in your own mind regardless of its function or form or purpose. If no one could know what anyone else was doing, fashion wouldn’t exist because there is absolutely no logic or purpose for it.
I view fashion as an impediment to style or class or common sense. This is not to say that fashion can’t sometimes be a good thing, such was the case with communism in the 50′s when it was fashionable to crush dissidents and impose your own ideals on everyone else if you ran a country. That was pretty cool – not communism, but crushing your opponents.
In this modern era, fashion results in clamoring for the latest creations from foreign designers. Most of the time, these creations defy function or purpose other than to imbibe the consumer with a sense of ‘being in fashion’, which in itself is more of an insult than a compliment if you consider that often ‘fashion’ equates to far less money in ones pocket in exchange for ‘being in fashion’.
As if to defy fashion, I perpetually wear plain shirts and plain pants. In fact, my ensemble consists largely of drab t-shirts serving only to cover my nipples and ever hairying midsection, along with a few pairs of pants which serve to keep my legs from freezing in the winter. Often I wear shorts underneath which may or may not have striped designs in them, depending on the grab bag multipack from whence they came. Sometimes I wear socks, only when needed, and always black or grey. That’s the extent of my clothing options.
I’m not saying my clothing choice is right for everyone – obviously clothing functions a lot more than just protecting one’s genitalia from the elements – you wouldn’t buy stocks from a person wearing a rainbow colored wool hat and torn sweatpants. Nor would you buy a cake from a person wearing a tuxedo. I’m just saying that fashion – as in trends, is retarded.
Care to argue? I submit the following to support my conclusion:
































That guy with the front swoosh and the stache? HOTT. With two Ts.
That SJP “hat” is still one of the greatest travesties of our time.
Sick tattoo bro!
Man, it’s sad what they did to that horse right below the picture with the rocking mustache. Can’t they send that poor old nag off to the glue factory already?
All of you are right! Except maybe Ginger because I’m not sure what ‘sick’ means in this day and age.