Called Out: A Note About Dressing Well...
Yes, a note.
I figure this would be as good as any article to officially kick off this site. That is to say, of course, that there will be many articles about dressing well in the time ahead, but this particular piece is oddly timely with the site’s launch.
Saturday night I was at the Collective Arts Brewing "Bash in the Brewery," standing by with a friend and a pint, watching Hollerado, and admiring Hamilton’s first official brew pub/concert venue space.
While standing there a young woman approached me with the following:
“Hi my friend and I were just admiring how you’re dressed and trying to guess at what you must do, so we were thinking something related to having an MBA and being in marketing.”
Aside from being skewered, I also felt somewhat amused, so I pursued the conversation. As it went on, somehow the word “douchey” got associated with concept of marketing (apparently ignoring the fact that she was in the middle of packed brewery concert venue, and the inherent “marketing” success in that). This “douchey” concept was then, by extension, indirectly applied to the concept of dressing well and looking good, as though doing so is the result of professional status, and, if nothing else, a luxury of those in “douchey” roles.
I was taken aback by this new association, and how quickly something that moments ago was a nice compliment now seemed to have a distinctly back-handed delivery. Ignoring the more offensive impulse to skewer her in return for her own debatably stereotypical stylistic choices (because that would not be polite), I explained that except for my jeans, everything I was wearing was in fact from Value Village, and merely tailored to fit. None of it was chosen with a thought to price tag, or to what I do on Monday mornings.
More importantly, I explained that regardless of what I did, I’d still dress the same, because looking good in any style is not about what one does, but what one is, it’s a reflection of a sense of self, and self-respect. The reason is not duty to a job, but a duty to one’s own dignity.
Dressing well, personal style, and however you may interpret that, is not a reflection of your job, but a reflection of yourself.
Generally, that seemed to suffice.