This One May Be Weird
It’s bedtime, so I’m not sure how kooky this might be.
Do you ever look at somebody and think, “Where did they get that sweater?” Not like in an Us magazine what-were-they-thinking fashion kind of way, but actually wondering about the story of the item?
Sometimes in strange moments I picture people sitting around with their families opening Christmas gifts (or Bayram gifts, or whatever), and pulling that sweater out of a gift box. Or did they just pick it up on some ordinary Saturday by themselves? Did their girlfriend pick it out?
Especially for guys, who don’t generally need to have the turnover rate seen in the standard woman’s wardrobe (and not as much of a will to shop, either), I think a lot of things have the potential to carry interesting stories.
Which makes it strangely personal, in a way, to encounter people wearing these goofy variations on standard things. I suppose like the arrangements of leopard spots or freckles, the mortal spirit needs to wrap itself up in these little pieces of uniqueness to reinforce its own vision of self.
Maybe this is why I generally dislike wearing overly distinctive or heavily branded items. To me, that’s a lot like trying to tell a story you’re not part of.