Abercrombie & Fitch and Jack Wills
Filed under: FashionWhy? WHY does anyone want to look like Lacrosse Barbie and Ken?! I don’t get it. I don’t understand what the appeal is. No one, I repeat no one is that… - that… squeaky clean. I just don’t understand why you want to look like a member of some Aryan clan.
You know who you are and what I mean. I don’t give a shit if you really do conform to their ideals: I really don’t care that you went to private school, or that you actually do row as sport. So did I (o.k. so I didn’t row - I played tennis and rode horses though) but I don’t use that as justification to walk around like a Ralph Lauren mannequin.
What annoys me is the mightier than thou attitude that goes with wearing fucking Merino wool. The Ivy League cable knit bullshit; and the thing that makes me laugh the most is the people who wear it just so they can pretend that they do all those things.
You’re unique. You’re not a catalogue. I want to see the dirty, cheeky, raw element of everyone’s personality. Hence why I don’t agree with an over styled, overpriced, generic identity decided for you by someone else. You need to decide your identity for yourself. So If I see another peroxide Penelope traipsing around in UGG boots, denim short shorts and a striped cardigan, I will scream.
I don’t really have a problem with people who own a couple of items. I just don’t agree with any fashion label that promotes a particular aesthetic to the total exclusion of individuality.
