Fashionista Shmashionista

This morning, I got to work with a fresh haircut from the weekend. I was feeling great.

I was feeling great until I looked in the mirror and realized my sideburns were uneven by about an inch. Oh God. What do I do? Do I run to the Duane Reade down the street and get a razor? Do I walk the 10 minutes home to fix it? Then I realized that I didn't really care. I'd deal with it when I got home.

I understand it's my appearance. But I also understand that unless I point it out, no one is going to notice. I'm not going to be the person that gets complimented on my shirt, but then points out that I have the remnants of BBQ sauce stains down the front, sides, and back.

My new favorite cologne.

Now, I am a self proclaimed expert in a lot of fields: Wilco discography, green tea flavors, and seduction by way of Star Wars references to name a few.

Some things I am a self proclaimed non-expert in are fashion and overall appearance.

It's not that I don't care what I look like. I care, but my priorities for clothing and appearance are as follows:
1) Comfort
2) Have I shaved in the past week?
3) WWGD? (What Would Gosling Do?)

Caveat here is that I already have a girlfriend. She seems to like whatever I wear. So I don't have to adhere to the NYC "I could pick up a girl at any time so I have to look my best at all times even to the grocery store" idea.

New York may be viewed as a fashion mecca, but since there are so many insane people on the street, it doesn't really matter what you wear. I look like a GQ spread in my t-shirt and basketball shorts standing next to a lady wearing a garbage bag as a vest.


You may be calling 'B.S' on this because I joke about having a vast cardigan collection. Yes, I have a strong to quite strong selection of sweaters, but I find them comfortable. And I find them versatile. Wear them inside. Wear them to work. Wear them with a t-shirt. Store Werther's. Cardigans are the ultimate piece of clothing for someone as fashion lazy as me.

However, I've come a long way since my college days of basketball shorts in a bar. Over the past few years, I've implemented two minor changes in my life that have helped significantly with minimal effort:
  1. I ordered a subscription to GQ. Aside from my completely heterosexual orientation being utterly confused by the Fassbender piece, GQ has proven to be beneficial. I can't afford 90% of what they have in their magazine, but I now know that stripes and plaid are ok together if you're confident or Andre 3000. 

    "I'm sorry, Miss Jackson, I am for real going to wear this because I'm confident. And I'm Andre 3000."
  2. I ordered a subscription to Birchbox. Each month, Birchbox charges me $20 and sends me a box of toiletries, tech products, clothing, etc. Last month, I received a $30 t-shirt, some John Varvatos cologne, some fancy shampoo, and some face wash all for $20. I never would have bought these products otherwise, but now I have little sample vials of crazy expensive products that are being put to good use. If you're interested, sign up with this link because I get credit I think help me I like free stuff thanks: Birchbox.
These two subscriptions have done wonders for the way I've started to buy clothes and handle my appearance. Don't get me wrong, I will still go to a bar in basketball shorts. But I will also be wearing a bow-tie. You have to try to find a happy medium.

Unfortunately, there isn't a lot in the middle of the 'comfortable' vs. 'fashionable' Venn Diagram. While I tend to side more with the 'comfortable' side of things, I've been thinking twice before writing off a wool skinny tie or a slim straight pair of jeans.

It is my belief that a few tweaks here and there may not make you Joseph Gordon Levitt, but they will improve your appearance and fashion immensely. So get a haircut every 4-5 weeks. Wear a slim fit shirt. Rock a tie to work every now and then.

As they say, you've got to look good to feel good. And right now, even with my uneven sideburns, I still feel like an idiot.



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