There was a slight crave for cool once upon a time.
I can easily blame the super cool instagram male bloggers, always flaunting their trendy getups on the reg.
But I think it was a chapter that had to exist in order to find my inner confidence. Reliving those cringe-worthy days taught me one thing:
Like, throwing away my God-given DNA in exchange for someone else’s pre-existing personality? no thanks! And the worst thing is, we do it ALL THE TIME.
For the longest time, I relied on other people’s expectations and preferences, leading me into a state of confusion. There was no longer a fine line between inspiration and personal preference.
In a sea of gaudy shirts and fratty pants from my ever-evolving closet, i’ve always been drawn to French minimalism (think A.P.C), seasoned with a bit of easy-breezy American style (think GAP).
At times I felt pressured to stand out from the male blogging industry and wear brands/trends that everyone whispers about. Some days it might take a different angle, like amplifying a look I truly felt comfortable in…leaving me dazed for the entire day. Basically I find ways to make my outfit “noticeable.”
And to be honest, i’m finally tapping out.
Today i’m less worried about making an impression (the flashy way) and more about what screams “Ian.”
I’m embracing my long-lasting lust for basic grey tees and basic beat up sneaks. Especially in today’s social media frenzy, people crave authenticity more than ever. Transparency needs to seep through the cracks.
Flashy might have been my daily motto before, but it’s not exactly me at this point in my life. Mindfulness, practicality, and character are all taken into consideration when outfits are made.
While I still enjoy the whimsical wing of the closet, i’m honestly a classic lad at heart. I crave the soft shades of neutrals, the not-so-perfectly cuffed jeans, and my classic crew cut tees. However, in my defense, those flavorful personalities (like quirky, Parisian, or even dainty to name a few) can still transpire through my daily actions. Outfits are not the be-all and end-all.
If you’re anything like me, it’s okay to be basic. . . .
Wear the clothes, not the other way around.