Eh. This whole "Seattle has no style" argument is dumb. I am always checking out peoples' clothes while walking Downtown and on Capitol Hill, and I think there are plenty of folks with their unique and interesting ways of dressing. It's just that since it is never particularly warm here and it is almost always raining that we are forced to dress in a more practical way. I think the beauty lies in how we make do under these conditions.
@1 Yeah, I think people tend to equate the practicality aspect with frumpiness. But when you live in a place where the weather changes on a dime and people tend to walk places, you get this layering effect that makes people appear to not be well-put together. If this were Moses Lake, at least we wouldn't have to dress for five different types of weather whenever we leave the house, nine months out of the year.
Do your clothes fit? Are they sufficient to comfort you in response to the weather? Are they clean enough not to leave filth residue on public benches and buses or cause others to wretch at the smell? If you answered yes to these questions, you're doing just fine. Fashion is irrelevant. Fuck form. Function is all.
Like it was said, lack of style is in itself a style. Here in Seattle we are self-consciously unpretentious to the point of pretentiousness. We are the extreme hipster ideal of ostentatious plainness. It's not indifference to the public, but rather a pointed DISPLAY of indifference to the public. You have to care to try this hard at acting like you don't.
@6 It's actually not that much work. I go shopping maybe twice a year to pick up things that have worn out. Otherwise, I wear what's in my closet (about 10 shirts, 5 pants, 10 skirts) on a rotating basis.
Because we aren't raised with the idea of needing to put on a show, I don't think it crosses most people's mind how indifferent we really are until someone else brings it up.
calling bullshit. this is a bigger issue. we don't just lack 'style', we lack fundamental social abilities, and thus fundamental joys, and this shows in what we wear, and mirror to one another.
The proletariat should observe modesty in every respect in his life, Comrade Mudede! Never forget that the fashion of the bourgeois is a tool of oppression, an outward display of class warfare--nay, a symptom of capitalist excess! It, in every regard, is meant to oppress by demonstrating economic disparity and dominance over the working classes by the owning classes! MARX SMASH!
Boston's pretty casual, too. And aside from rural areas being removed from the centers where these fashion trends are hatched (explaining the lag), it isn't practical to wear relatively expensive clothing to perform the tasks that they complete in their dreary little lives. Durability is more useful than visual satisfaction for the tasks required. What explains urban areas like boston or faggy seattle being less "fashion conscious" than, say, new york? Once again, industry and demographics. Susan Sontag offered an unverifiable and unfalsifiable statement (the absence of style is a style, just like nothing is something, righto bingo--the lack if a description is descriptive...with recourse to another description...collapsing the simple minded claim in hopeless contradiction)... Go figure! Literary criticism is practically incoherent! So perhaps the absence of "style" isn't what you meant, correcting for your equivocation in the meaning of 'style'.
Personally though, I really don't have time for people to judge me on what I wear. If you feel that I am not a person worthy of your time because I don't make the effort to conform to your personal tastes, we probably wouldn't get along anyway.
@4: If your thesis is to be accepted you must first explain the variety within your own closet. Unless, of course, your wardrobe consists entirely of monochromatic coveralls in an assortment of fabric weights to suit the weather, and even then, some one, some where, would have had to pick which dull color, and decide how many buttons or snaps or pockets would grace your entirely utilitarian ensemble.
Every item of clothing you put on your back is the result of fashion. Every. Single. One.
Also, Fearless Leader has imparted knowledge that faux liberalists show solidarity with the working people out of guilt for complicity in capitalist exploitation by eschewing fashionable wears, dancing boys and girls, and snarling midgets ("little persons") on leashes heralding their arrival at trendy locations to hobnob with equally repulsive conspicuous consumerists to downplay their direct involvement in creating poverty and suffering and stealthily blend in with those whom they deem inferior by social status. Such is the power of this meme that some consider it a fashion statement to present as a sloppy slob--individualism comodified into a hollow rebellion against the cool kids (looking like suck and buying into downtrodden is the new consumerist identity). Or, it could be something much simpler.
@11:Ooooo I love me a clever t-shirt! My particular favorite at the moment reads: My Marxist Feminist Dialectic Brings All The Boys To The Yard
Also, hello to you and Gus!
@18 Nice. I figure I've paid for quite a few vacations at T-Shirt Hell over the years myself, Lissa. Though currently I'm infatuated with the shirts at TopatoCo.
Still trying to justify the dashiki, eh? Listen Charles, it's a comfortable shirt, not an issue. Don't make an issue out of it and don't let the snobs (fnarf, for example) make an issue out of it.
The well fit t-shirt with a provocative slogan is a staple worn with fitted jeans. One needs to be prepared to get hot, sweaty, and dirty at a moments notice.
wear clean, ironed dark clothing and shoes that take a shine. a good belt. you should own a decent brim, a black coat, leather gloves and never wear white socks or jeans with shoes. bright colored clothing should be reserved for undergraduate studies in clown college.
Doesn't help that seattle has the least attractive women in the lower 48. The fact that they dress badly only adds to my urge to get to LA and NYC 3-4 times a year.
Face it - we dress like the Russian proletariat because it's no longer important to look one's best...the cubicle generation has given credence to the look that one's wardrobe is no more important than the color of one's bathroom. Based on the omnipresent hoody-look, we appear to be a nation of faceless thugs. What's an iron? What's a crease? Whatever happened to style and stylish people? Maybe it's something to do with the fact that we've become second-rate, so casually reflected in the way we dress.
@38: Good heavens Rhett, no! Do not despair, you are not alone. I have, and use an iron. Hell, I iron my hankies. And I find it physically impossible not to be overdressed. For example, during the aftermath of my condo flooding last week, although I could not bathe, I made sure my sox and underwear matched my pink sneakers and that the birds nest on my head was covered, not by just a hat, but a cool hat supporting Rose City Roller Derby. You and I Rhett, we will man the barricades! Sparkle Ponies forEVAH!
Because we aren't raised with the idea of needing to put on a show, I don't think it crosses most people's mind how indifferent we really are until someone else brings it up.
Boston's pretty casual, too. And aside from rural areas being removed from the centers where these fashion trends are hatched (explaining the lag), it isn't practical to wear relatively expensive clothing to perform the tasks that they complete in their dreary little lives. Durability is more useful than visual satisfaction for the tasks required. What explains urban areas like boston or faggy seattle being less "fashion conscious" than, say, new york? Once again, industry and demographics. Susan Sontag offered an unverifiable and unfalsifiable statement (the absence of style is a style, just like nothing is something, righto bingo--the lack if a description is descriptive...with recourse to another description...collapsing the simple minded claim in hopeless contradiction)... Go figure! Literary criticism is practically incoherent! So perhaps the absence of "style" isn't what you meant, correcting for your equivocation in the meaning of 'style'.
Personally though, I really don't have time for people to judge me on what I wear. If you feel that I am not a person worthy of your time because I don't make the effort to conform to your personal tastes, we probably wouldn't get along anyway.
Every item of clothing you put on your back is the result of fashion. Every. Single. One.
Also, hello to you and Gus!
And the temperature? Why it could range from 40 all the way up to 65 for most of the year!
New York has much more extreme weather than we do, and people walk everywhere, yet it's the style capital of the U.S.
I'm anything but stylish and pay no attention to fashion, but it has nothing to do with the weather.
(baggy) sweatpants are NEVER acceptable in public.