Are we rebelling against the idea of beauty and culture? Or are we just too lazy to pull on a pair of slacks instead of wearing the sweats we slept in?
“What does our own sloppy dress tell us about ourselves? Are we too pressed for time to dress a little up rather than way down? Are we rebelling against the idea of beauty and culture? Or are we just too lazy to pull on a pair of slacks instead of wearing the sweats we slept in?”
I confess, I am sometimes guilty of prioritizing comfort over appearance, myself, but even so, I do have standards. In recent years, I have largely ditched the jeans – comfy as they undoubtedly are – for all except informal occasions (such as County Fairs!), weekends or an evening spent lounging around the house, or projects. Ditto t-shirts.
When it comes to employment, as a driver education instructor, Oxford shirt, tie, and blazer is a bit too dressy (and impractical) for 8-to-10 hours in the car, but khakis – albeit often a more refined version of “cargo”-style ones (those pockets come in handy!) – and polo or button-down shirts are my more typical attire.
I also confess, I have long wondered why we – by which I mean, the larger culture, not every individual in it – seem to have lost the ability to dress, look, and act “respectable.” Clothing is only part of the issue, of course, but it is a part, and an important one. Like it or not, first impressions count; people do make snap judgements based on what someone looks like, and that includes how they dress.
Beyond that, it’s also a matter of self-respect, as well as respect for others, and for the community / public square itself. For myself, I find that I often hear my mother’s voice, whispering in my ear, reminding me to, as she put it, “put your best foot forward.” That is still good advice, in my opinion!