In a world of t-shirts and hoodies you can look very snooty wearing a tie with a white collared shirt. If you add a fedora to that you may as well say you are going to church, synagogue, or probably temple.
I made the decision today to wear a white button up shirt, red tie, khakis, and a black sweater (not too great with the khakis) along with a fedora. I made this decision knowing that few peers would let my 20's mobster look go by without coming to some conclusions about who I am. Then I remembered that people make judgments all the time regardless of what I wear. I decided to do this and did it. Does it need more explanation?
I don't want you t think I am making this more than it is, but I want to dive into a bigger issue. I have recently come out of a bout of self-paralyzation. My inhibitions became my coma and my practicalities were my camouflage. Making convicted decisions were not possible because even though I would make the decision it would rarely come to fruition in the way I had envisioned. So I have cut back on inhibitions and learned to stop letting the expectations of others dictate my life.
I wear a tie and fedora, because the world does not need another hoodie totin' guy or hat wearin' hipster (there is nothing wrong with either). No, I do this because the tie and the hat speak to my personality. In a small way I get to dictate what you think of me through my dress. I might as well be honest with you right? Then maybe when you and I converse we'll have already established the groundwork for honesty. I like the sound of that. Just like I enjoy the fit of my hat.
Blessings
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