One thing I struggle with on a regular basis is the superficiality and the seemingly ego driven nature of clothing. I suppose on some very basic level we are feeding a desire to decorate ourselves. But to what ends. Some pretty basic ones I'd say. Power, attraction etc. All very primal.
I try not to think or act in those terms although I accept them as there. Yet I think I'm drawn to clothes in the same way I am music or painting, is it just I'm exculting? Do clothes hold the same realm as a higher arts. Can they serve a higher purpose? Or is it self satisfying stuff, with no greater meaning?
They function on the same level as some of the visual and musical arts: they can give delight to the viewer and wearer. So the similarity, on that level, is apt.
Theres is no one, particularly referencing men here, who pays more careful attention to clothing and dressing than those who claim to not care about clothes.
What makes you think they are? I'm sure shooey would agree its very low level stuff, and fortunately we are a species that has evolved highly enough to at the very least understand and inhibit our nature. I'd say and people like Edward Bernase understood that these primary drivers can be exploited. Higher thought is what produces art and music, science etc. We function on a higher level. Can our clothes?
I'm not sure what point you are making or what question you are asking Bop. Can you rephrase it? I am in the mood. Baby.
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Bop - still waiting but while I'm here - just riffing on Yucas thing above - I have a Brooks original Herringbone in that exact shade of grey, suit all the details. It has 5 or more huge moth holes in trousers and jacket. But I keep it and admire it from time to time. Its like an Alessi juice sqeezer thingo or an Atomic espresso - its a piece of art. Same with a few Ivy jackets I have, don't fit me but I call it my reference library. I have a vintage Barracuda - too small but same idea. Old jeans, shoes I keep them as Objet d'art. and I'm no Ivy purist - at all - in fact most of my suits jackets etc are definitely not Ivy. But I also have original vinyl of Django, Miles, Dark Side of Moon, Jimi, Pink Parker, NMTBHTSP, International Submarine Band , Ogdens' Nut Gone Flake, Sticky Fingers, 12 X 5, Sgt Peppers, I have a 60s juke box for singles, old carpenters tools of my fathers, old lamps, swedish furniture, old fistrt edition Penguin books. Old Rolling Stone magazines with Hunter S. Old catholic prayer books in latin, etc etc - all for the same art reasons. I used to have a Triumph 2500 fuel injected. And the Ms. I still have her. Needs servicing regularly but still in great going condition. Takes a while to warm up but performs well.
I thought I wrote exulting but the c got in there.
I suppose what it ultimately asks. Forgetting the idea as clothes as a practical thing in themselves. Would you give your clothes as much consideration if no one was ever to see them? Would you paint a picture if no one was ever to see it? Would you write a song that no one would ever hear? This leads me to believe ultimately clothes are always nearly worn produce an opinion in the viewer. The wearer wants to communicate.
Then there is Schrödinger's iGent.
If you are in bed in the morning and you know no one will visit all day and you are staying inside all day not even going up the street at all.
What do you dress in?
If you are dressed in tracky dacks and Ugg boots and a dirty creased band T shirt BUT no one comes to the door - are you badly dressed?
For this class exercise we will ignore the question as to what it means that you even own these articles of clothing
sorryyyyy abott the shakeyyy typing formby - only yussing oen hand
Is dressing really no different than flower arranging?
I think Bop is addressing one of the essential mysteries of our times: why if clothes are so powerful a vehicle to project our character and authority onto the palate of interacting with the world, do few people take any interest in it beyond a superficial level?
I feel the same way about clothes I like as I do about vintage drums. I like to look at them and utilize them. They're nice to look at AND perfectly functional, yet they're slightly removed from and not common to our current age. Uh, Doghouse, cue up the Hat Lounge mug please.