I couldn’t give a rat’s patooie about any fashion. I do accept that we all gotta wear something, and I don’t begrudge anyone whatever pleasure they obtain from buying and wearing the “latest” in clothing or accessories.
And I too enjoy looking at the local talent showing tantalizing glimpses, and sometimes a bit more) of beautiful skin.
But I have never really understood why people worry about gettin’ all dolled up or dressing any particular way. IMHO, a girl that is pretty will look delicious in just about anything…and for me, not much beats a slightly loose pair of well-worn Levis bluejeans and a simple top.
The entire concept of fashion seems phoney. It seems an attempt to create an “image”… That old saying, “the clothes make the man” has always bothered me. What the hell is “image” anyway? Is that what other people think we are? That brings to mind the old saying about what we really are…
But hell, what do I know? I once went three years without combing my hair. And I get most of my clothes from my brother or from second hand stores (I like clothes that are already broken-in), and I bought most of my suits at Sears. Yeah, yeah, I know, someone might say, “well, it looks like you got that suit at Sears”. But I don’t care. I think its ridiculour to spend lots of $$$ on clothing. I can think of many far better things on which to spend my $$$.