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This is going to be a very short post.

I like to look nice when I can, but I don’t think I would ever consider myself ‘fashionable’. I’ve never spent a lot of money on clothes and tend to try to make things last as long as possible. That’s about it with me and clothes. It’s about what looks good, fits well and feels nice for me, as I’m sure it is for a lot of people.

But… I hate fashion. Or at least I hate the fashion industry. I hate the concept of ‘fashion’. In my mind it is horribly judgemental, superficial and elitist. It is a boost to the ego at the expense of another. It is frankly something I have never been able to fathom.

I’m not talking about what’s popular on the street or anything like that. That’s not what I think of when I hear the word ‘fashion’. When I hear that word, what I imagine is a group of hideously eccentric people with god complexes all betting with each other over who can create the most ridiculous thing that it is possible to drape over a human body and get away with on the catwalk.

But perhaps I’ve been missing the point all these years. I was just about to write the words ‘it’s not about clothing’ and it hit me that maybe that’s the point I’ve been missing all this time. I mean it can’t be about clothing can it? Then what is it? I suppose it becomes a form of art. From that perspective I can understand how some might take a greater interest in fashion, but the glimpses I see do not lead me to feel that I am missing anything that would otherwise enrich my life.

No. I hate it.