The 49thnonchalant
It has been a long time since I stopped dressing up. When I was younger, I loved fashion and would go to see and buy clothes all the time. New or used. I can say that I spent most of my income on those clothes. I am sure that many of you who come to read this site are now, or once were, like that.
There were quite a few accessories such as scarves and gloves, and when it came to shoes, Imelda Marcos was second to none. Although not enough to rent two apartments like my friend and writer M, who has a deep knowledge of sneakers, there were piles of shoes that had overflowed the shoe closet and were stacked in boxes here and there in the room.
Writing in the past tense like this makes it sound like fashion is not important now, but that is not the case. It means that the passion of the past was overwhelming compared to the present. The fire for fashion has not been extinguished, although it is still smoldering.
When we were young, there were no stores like there are today, and society did not look favorably on men's fashion. Feudalism and male chauvinism still remained in society. I would like to tell you about some of my predecessors who broke new ground in such an era, but that would take up too much space, so I'll leave that for another time.
In those days, to be fashionable meant to add something. When I was in junior high school and high school, if I wore a scarf, my relatives would make fun of me and say, "Toshi, you are so fashionable.
It's nice to see someone who skillfully wraps a bandana or scarf around a T-shirt. The same goes for people who use hats and accessories well. I think that people who put some effort into the mere act of wearing clothes, including styling, are the true fashionable people.
Somewhere along the line, I started to do the opposite. I seem to be careless, but in fact I am calculating. I don't care, but I do. I'm starting to lose track of what I'm saying, but that's what I mean.
It's not about subtraction or anything like that anymore; he even thinks it's hip to be able to wear only the bare minimum and have style, and he's on his way.
However, I was a bit shocked when a good friend of mine who is a designer once told me that I should be a little more careful about what I wear. It is true that I might have been wearing a shabby T-shirt, short pants, and beeswax. I certainly wasn't trying to make myself look fashionable. I was just wearing them out of habit.
The advanced styling, which appears to be careless, has become a sloppy style before you know it. Good, you tell me.
Since then, I have been trying to dress a little better. People never call me fashionable, but those who work in the fashion industry give me a slice of the pie. I'm a little worried that the general public has never found out that I'm in the fashion business.
I am living such a fashionable life, but every season I go to the store hoping to wear these items this time, but when I look at them and think about wearing them, I feel somewhat embarrassed. It seems that I have become immune to fashion before I know it. So, I am back to my old self.
Perhaps it is wrong to say that the final destination of one's fashionable life is to live barefoot. Barefoot, not literally, but barefoot without socks. In the warm southern islands, for example.
But you have to get the right items to avoid misunderstandings.
I wonder if there is anything good.
PROFILE
After working as a freelance editor, he managed stylists and started his own editing/production company, which changed its name to Rhino Inc. in 2006.
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