Lately, I have been giving the idea of fashion a lot of thought. You probably wouldn’t think it to look at me, but I care about fashion. Okay, I don’t care about fashion, but I find it fun and amusing. For example, I don’t read Vogue or Elle or In Style. I don’t know or care what is “IN” this season and I find Anna Wintour to be an obnoxious woman who takes her job way more seriously than some doctors do theirs. Maybe it’s all the hours I have logged watching Project Runway and America’s Next Top Model, but for some reason fashion – and more specifically my own sense of fashion – has been gnawing at my noggin.
Some people fit a very specific fashion mold. You can look at them and say, “Oh – he’s a rock-a-billy punk” or “She’s a hipster”. There are uniforms for people who enjoy a certain aesthetic. My look, if I have one, is an avoidance of this idea. I had to go all the way back to high school to figure this out. I have never enjoyed looking like everyone else. When I was on the swim team my Jr. Year, we had to purchase our own uniforms. Rather than get a black Speedo like everyone else, I opted for a red one piece that prominently featured Donald Ducks face. In Jr. High I decided to chop my hair short and have a tail (I know!). I also wore some pretty rad make-up and mismatched earrings just to make a point.
As I got older I took on some fashion ideals from different worlds. I like a little rock and roll in my clothes, and a little punk. I like some sexy girly things, but I don’t want to be mistaken for a college coed. I basically pieced together anything that I liked and that is how I got my look. And my look is 100% me. And only me. For me the idea of looking like everyone else I know is foul. I still find the Goth kids funny (and the Fetish/S&M folks as well) for being all”We are SO counter culture! Look how different we are!” when it looks like they all went shopping together. It’s hard to prove how unique you are while you are blending in with the crowd. I guess I just figured the only way to be different was to be… a little normal.
My sense of style and fashion is low key and low maintenance, and so am I. I am not “all about” how I look and someone please shoot me if I ever become that way. Clothes for me are just clothes. It is how you present yourself that matters. Will I go out without make-up on? Hell yes. I do it everyday. The last time I went shopping? No clue. I am still wearing clothes that I had in high school. I like to look good, don’t get me wrong, I just don’t HAVE to look good.
I have always admired Cher for her “Go fuck yourself” attitude towards fashion. Back before every celebrity had a stylist, Cher was what made award shows fun. She wore what she wanted and didn’t care what anyone said about it. That’s kind of how I feel. You don’t like what I got on, then I suggest that you not buy it. I wear what I feel good in, whether it is a black corset, jeans or a shiny purple jacket and a knit cap with ears.