The Clothes (May) Make the (Wo)man
How important are clothes to you? Describe your style, if you have one, and tell us how appearance impacts how you feel about yourself.
See, I think this whole ‘clothes maketh’ thing is a load of old cods.
And yes, if you’re feeling uncharitably picky, you could well point out that I have to think that, don’t I, having realised very early in life that you can’t make pigs’ ears into silk purses, however much time, money and effort you lavish on the project.
Formal occasions require formal clothes for two reasons:
1. You can’t blend with the wallpaper if you stick out like a sore thumb
2. It’s insulting to the star of the occasion (even if they’re dead, as in a funeral) to roll up looking as if they’re not important enough to merit the effort.
Venturing forth with last night’s spag bol on your shirt is just plain grotty. There’s no excuse for grotty.
Don’t dress in a way that will embarrass those you’re with – eg, it would be cruel to turn up to your grandchildren’s school open day in something that would make them squirm.
Mutton dressed as lamb looks pathetic, as well as silly.
I’m living, here, not standing about like a clothes horse. I want to be clean, warm in winter and cool in summer, and otherwise get on with it without agonising over how I look. Or indeed how other people look. I’m more interested in what they’re saying than what they’re wearing.