Sammy, i just read over this thread.
The dog was clear all along, he just had you retrace your words to show you the point, thus it seemed circular, but it wasn't.
I'm only meddling here because I just had a mini exchange with him on another thread and find him subtle, sharp, and fun to debate.
Oh, and he can make you smile when he cuts you. Prized skill.

Something aelse Rodgers didn't consider was "Authenticity". Should we have prints of Monet on the wall because they are aesthetically pleasing rather than an unknown artist's original (and perhaps jolting) painting? Insincerity is bad enough but the movement of the style herd smacks of the plasticine. Someone I know is like an evolving poster child for hipsters. I kid thee not when i say I see several men a day I think are him. The unapologetic, generic, "unique" style of the hipster is every bit as bad as anything or any style copied. Wearing spotted bow ties because Winnie did is sad, wearing your button down collars unbuttoned because Agnelli did it is likewise sad. I suppose most people want to run out and be someone else.

However, for men, too much individuality can net one as much deserved trouble as too little. A lot of male unique dressing comes down to what you do with the relatively limited choices available to you. Having taste for mens clothing is knowing how to edit for admiration and some titillating shock.

It seems to me that most seem to engage in some sort of esoteric pontification for the mere exercise of it. Or maybe just to inflate their appearance of knowledge/ worth. Because the heart of the matter is usually a lot more direct.

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I wanted to add that taste has a lingua franca that can drown out a self assertive method. if your taste is too good, you are approved of by a wide audience. To be avant garde can sometimes necessitate bad taste as a form of handy shock value. Maybe clothes arent just taste, maybe they also need to be expression and nonverbal communication beyond taste. I see people discussing clothing outfits from a standpoint of artistic equilibrium. Blended, harmonious colors and patterns with just the right amount of visual sorbet like relief to sooth the visual resolution. But this assumes a complacent, settled philosophy of art. Sometimes we need a Francis Bacon or a Mark Rothko to shake us up again with shocking images and odd colors and combinations.