Men we’ve been scammed, go to the store and look at the completely bland men’s clothing options and then go to the women’s section and look at all the fun they have with all the different colors and styles, it’s really a tragedy.
For real man. And it starts so fucking early. My girl can wear a freaking glitter soaked puffy skirt with a flower shirt and something crocheted with beads over it, accompanied with rainbow nail polish to kindergarten, and the boys are wearing… Blue jeans brown shirt. Maaaybe a shark print somewhere. Man, it is so hard to get pretty clothes for little boys. I’ve met some moms who were so fed up they literally learned how to sew and started sewing because everything was so bland for their boys. Buying girl clothes is not really an option either, not only because of the bullying from other kids but also because those clothes are so tight it is crazy. If it were just the patterns… It’s also the tight leggings, tight jeggings, shirts tailored to the waist. So they sew. For now.
And most retailers really offer such incredibly boring clothes I get depression from just trying to find a tshirt for my husband. You have like 5 colors to choose from and 3 cuts per body half.
Where I live, university age kids now often dress in expensive vintage. Thank god. I’ve now seen color and fun on guys. Finally. And there is this teenager in the neighborhood who dresses up in black emo core and tights and skirts and paints his face with fake blood and all. I so often want to go to him and just tell him thank you for sticking to your style amidst the conservative neighborhood.
Yeah kids clothes are somehow even worse, although I had to wear a catholic school uniform so plain was absolutely mandatory lol. But yeah, there’s really a pretty desolate area, sometimes it feels like they aren’t even designing men’s clothes anymore, I mean I know there’s a lot going on in the world of fashion all the time but that doesn’t seem to trickle down at all anymore, or maybe I’m just wildly out of touch which wouldn’t surprise me. There haven’t been any wild new innovations or trends besides dressing down in general. Note I’m not a huge fan of suits either so I’m not complaining about those going, but nothing replaced them really.
Right, if I want anything with a lot of color I pretty much have to order from Asian brands, I used to like Uniqlo for that but they’ve since succumbed to the drab and their options are not so great either anymore.
I always admired the people who stuck with the same style or subculture they identified with since they were teenagers, especially the more physically dramatic ones like goth or punk, they found something they loved and made a choice. I miss my giant phat raver diy stovepipe pants sometimes and now I see they are coming back in style haha, but again mostly for women and only men/boys under 20. There is nothing stopping anyone of course.
Okay but consider this black leather jacket to go with, or some accessories so you don’t get mistaken for a tech bro. Maybe a mixed fabric panel to show that region you’ve been working out? Vest or unbuttonable portion?
Or pants of some sort to go with it? Maybe?
I’m not straight, I dont even like you people, but for fuck’s sake learn to dress yourselves so I dont need to console my (often hot) straight friends or hear their absolutely heartbreaking ‘he used conditioner and owns two pairs of jeans in different styles!’ Exclamations of joy.
Style is a display and telegraphing of your personality.¹
Also, unless you’re ace, you probably want her to think you’re hot. You know how you like when a lady knows how to clothes good and dresses up and looks really fucking hot?
She wants something roughly equivalent, but has given up and dismissed it as fantasy.
If you wear something very fancy, it doesn’t just say ‘I am fancy’ it says ‘this is what I think is fancy, and I’m confident enough to wear it around and take the risk’.
Like, you wouldn’t expect the same behavior and relationship from punk leather jacket guy, lumberjack, bard, thinks-hes-a-wizard, business-devil, and the guy wearing a silk button down hentai print shirt with a first-Doctor-scarf aviator goggles mirror shined shoes but fully donald-ducking it. Would you?
Style is a display and telegraphing of your personality.¹
Agree. I’m waiting for the footnote on the ^1 though :D
Also, unless you’re ace, you probably want her to think you’re hot
I don’t think there’s a single outfit that can truly make me look hot. With a tank top I could show off the fact that my arms are bigger than some people’s legs, but I think I’d look like a douche. I prefer being stealthy. With a full suit I can hide most of my features, but it’s very uncomfortable to wear and I can’t move my arms, at least with an off the shelf suit suitable for my height.
Also, I don’t want superficial people. I have a very bad experience with someone who was with me only because of my money (go back some 10-30 comments in my profile and you can read some comments about the abuse I went through). I no longer have any money whatsoever, but now I also actually don’t want to look very good. Because I don’t want someone who’s only with me because of my looks either.
You know how you like when a lady knows how to clothes good and dresses up and looks really fucking hot?
Thing is, a short and tight-fit dress will give me a boner that lasts for days, but I’m actually more attracted to a lady in comfy looking sweats. I guess I’m a bit like George Costanza (yes, I know Seinfeld is icky nowadays with all the revelations about at least two of the main characters, but the entire show still burnt into my memory).
The one with the comfy outfit looks like she’s not trying too hard, whereas the hot one may even come across as slutty. I’ll take slutty for a one-night stand, but the other one is more likely to be the lady I want to wake up next to every morning if you catch my drift. Hot only gets you so far.
Like, you wouldn’t expect the same behavior and relationship from punk leather jacket guy, lumberjack, bard, thinks-hes-a-wizard, business-devil, and the guy wearing a silk button down hentai print shirt with a first-Doctor-scarf aviator goggles mirror shined shoes but fully donald-ducking it. Would you?
I get what you’re trying to say here, but I prefer remaining a mystery though. I have a strong build and I shave my hair short, at first glance I’m sure it looks like I’m probably racist and homophobic, but I’m not, even though I look very close to a specific stereotype (Estonian equivalent of chavs, really). You might find me completely quiet and staring into the distance, thinking about things not even related to the social situation at hand… But then you get me going and suddenly I’m talking to everyone. Then I go off to have a 5 hour one to one conversation with someone outside where it’s freezing, because I asked them for a cigarette and couldn’t stop talking afterwards. Are we talking about philosophy? Engineering? Cars? The environmental collapse caused by said cars that I love so much? Terrible jokes? Who the hell remembers.
Point is, nobody knows who I am. I don’t know who I am. The way I dress is generic… But that may be the most informative way to dress because I’m so many things, a lot of them so very contradictory. It’s the joy of ADHD. I’m a different person every day, with different desires, different priorities, etc. I wake up one day and I want to live in a big city, work for a tech company and earn a lot of money. I wake up another day and I want to live on a farm and only do software as a hobby or not at all. Third day, I want to start my own company. Now remember when I said I don’t want to look hot? I actually also want to look hot so I could bang hot women. But then on another day I don’t again. I also get decision paralysis so bad that if I had to pick an outfit every morning, I’d never get out of the house. So I have the one. Black T-shirt. Basketball shorts or jeans (only in subzero temperatures). Specific socks that I find comfortable and that I can wear for more than 3 minutes without smell. It’s hard to find good socks so when I finally found them, I stuck to them.
But even with my generic outfit, I can’t fly completely under the radar. The black t-shirt makes me look smaller than white would, but you can still tell that my arms are ginormous, even if my biceps and triceps are hidden. In fact, with an XXL t-shirt, my arms are very tight and you can see that my shoulders are about a kilometer apart because everything is so tight in the arm-shoulder-chest area. If you know me, you see me from behind and you instantly recognize me by the fact that my lats are so wide that I go through doorways sideways in some countries. I’m not super tall, but I am BIG. This is MY outfit. A lot of people may wear similar, but I don’t think too many of them get the same looks I do based on just physical appearance. Moreso when it’s snowing outside and I’m still wearing my black t-shirt and my shorts when everyone else is in a coat or parka.
TL;DR: See this wall of text? It took me a few minutes to write. Then I went on to research something on Wikipedia and then I wrote for another 2 minutes or so to elaborate a few more points. This is life inside my head. If I have to start thinking about outfits, I’m cooked. I don’t know how to clothes. I know how to engines, how make code out of coffee (or energy drinks) and how lift things up and put them down. I do not know how clothes.
Men we’ve been scammed, go to the store and look at the completely bland men’s clothing options and then go to the women’s section and look at all the fun they have with all the different colors and styles, it’s really a tragedy.
For real man. And it starts so fucking early. My girl can wear a freaking glitter soaked puffy skirt with a flower shirt and something crocheted with beads over it, accompanied with rainbow nail polish to kindergarten, and the boys are wearing… Blue jeans brown shirt. Maaaybe a shark print somewhere. Man, it is so hard to get pretty clothes for little boys. I’ve met some moms who were so fed up they literally learned how to sew and started sewing because everything was so bland for their boys. Buying girl clothes is not really an option either, not only because of the bullying from other kids but also because those clothes are so tight it is crazy. If it were just the patterns… It’s also the tight leggings, tight jeggings, shirts tailored to the waist. So they sew. For now.
And most retailers really offer such incredibly boring clothes I get depression from just trying to find a tshirt for my husband. You have like 5 colors to choose from and 3 cuts per body half.
Where I live, university age kids now often dress in expensive vintage. Thank god. I’ve now seen color and fun on guys. Finally. And there is this teenager in the neighborhood who dresses up in black emo core and tights and skirts and paints his face with fake blood and all. I so often want to go to him and just tell him thank you for sticking to your style amidst the conservative neighborhood.
Yeah kids clothes are somehow even worse, although I had to wear a catholic school uniform so plain was absolutely mandatory lol. But yeah, there’s really a pretty desolate area, sometimes it feels like they aren’t even designing men’s clothes anymore, I mean I know there’s a lot going on in the world of fashion all the time but that doesn’t seem to trickle down at all anymore, or maybe I’m just wildly out of touch which wouldn’t surprise me. There haven’t been any wild new innovations or trends besides dressing down in general. Note I’m not a huge fan of suits either so I’m not complaining about those going, but nothing replaced them really.
Right, if I want anything with a lot of color I pretty much have to order from Asian brands, I used to like Uniqlo for that but they’ve since succumbed to the drab and their options are not so great either anymore.
I always admired the people who stuck with the same style or subculture they identified with since they were teenagers, especially the more physically dramatic ones like goth or punk, they found something they loved and made a choice. I miss my giant phat raver diy stovepipe pants sometimes and now I see they are coming back in style haha, but again mostly for women and only men/boys under 20. There is nothing stopping anyone of course.
Dont get me started on drinks! :)
Bleh. All those colorful drinks are so loaded with sugars. They look like fun, but get ready for a gnarly hangover. Stick with gin and sodas!
Best cure for a hangover is drinking responsibly. Good drinks do make it hard though.
Gin and soda is pretty gay though… IDK
I’ll take the girly drinks and keep wearing my black shirts, thanks
Okay but consider this black leather jacket to go with, or some accessories so you don’t get mistaken for a tech bro. Maybe a mixed fabric panel to show that region you’ve been working out? Vest or unbuttonable portion?
Or pants of some sort to go with it? Maybe?
I’m not straight, I dont even like you people, but for fuck’s sake learn to dress yourselves so I dont need to console my (often hot) straight friends or hear their absolutely heartbreaking ‘he used conditioner and owns two pairs of jeans in different styles!’ Exclamations of joy.
No thanks, I’ll keep buying bulk black t-shirts and optionally MAYBE wear a hoodie and switch from shorts to jeans when it’s cold out.
You are why straight girls are all tragic figures.
Cost efficient, though.
I’m hoping whoever I one day end up with, actually likes my personality not my things or style. To that end, I also now drive an old beater.
But the clothes are more about efficiency, yes. I have 20 pairs of the same socks too so I don’t have to look for pairs.
Style is a display and telegraphing of your personality.¹
Also, unless you’re ace, you probably want her to think you’re hot. You know how you like when a lady knows how to clothes good and dresses up and looks really fucking hot?
She wants something roughly equivalent, but has given up and dismissed it as fantasy.
If you wear something very fancy, it doesn’t just say ‘I am fancy’ it says ‘this is what I think is fancy, and I’m confident enough to wear it around and take the risk’.
Like, you wouldn’t expect the same behavior and relationship from punk leather jacket guy, lumberjack, bard, thinks-hes-a-wizard, business-devil, and the guy wearing a silk button down hentai print shirt with a first-Doctor-scarf aviator goggles mirror shined shoes but fully donald-ducking it. Would you?
Agree. I’m waiting for the footnote on the ^1 though :D
I don’t think there’s a single outfit that can truly make me look hot. With a tank top I could show off the fact that my arms are bigger than some people’s legs, but I think I’d look like a douche. I prefer being stealthy. With a full suit I can hide most of my features, but it’s very uncomfortable to wear and I can’t move my arms, at least with an off the shelf suit suitable for my height.
Also, I don’t want superficial people. I have a very bad experience with someone who was with me only because of my money (go back some 10-30 comments in my profile and you can read some comments about the abuse I went through). I no longer have any money whatsoever, but now I also actually don’t want to look very good. Because I don’t want someone who’s only with me because of my looks either.
Thing is, a short and tight-fit dress will give me a boner that lasts for days, but I’m actually more attracted to a lady in comfy looking sweats. I guess I’m a bit like George Costanza (yes, I know Seinfeld is icky nowadays with all the revelations about at least two of the main characters, but the entire show still burnt into my memory).
The one with the comfy outfit looks like she’s not trying too hard, whereas the hot one may even come across as slutty. I’ll take slutty for a one-night stand, but the other one is more likely to be the lady I want to wake up next to every morning if you catch my drift. Hot only gets you so far.
I get what you’re trying to say here, but I prefer remaining a mystery though. I have a strong build and I shave my hair short, at first glance I’m sure it looks like I’m probably racist and homophobic, but I’m not, even though I look very close to a specific stereotype (Estonian equivalent of chavs, really). You might find me completely quiet and staring into the distance, thinking about things not even related to the social situation at hand… But then you get me going and suddenly I’m talking to everyone. Then I go off to have a 5 hour one to one conversation with someone outside where it’s freezing, because I asked them for a cigarette and couldn’t stop talking afterwards. Are we talking about philosophy? Engineering? Cars? The environmental collapse caused by said cars that I love so much? Terrible jokes? Who the hell remembers.
Point is, nobody knows who I am. I don’t know who I am. The way I dress is generic… But that may be the most informative way to dress because I’m so many things, a lot of them so very contradictory. It’s the joy of ADHD. I’m a different person every day, with different desires, different priorities, etc. I wake up one day and I want to live in a big city, work for a tech company and earn a lot of money. I wake up another day and I want to live on a farm and only do software as a hobby or not at all. Third day, I want to start my own company. Now remember when I said I don’t want to look hot? I actually also want to look hot so I could bang hot women. But then on another day I don’t again. I also get decision paralysis so bad that if I had to pick an outfit every morning, I’d never get out of the house. So I have the one. Black T-shirt. Basketball shorts or jeans (only in subzero temperatures). Specific socks that I find comfortable and that I can wear for more than 3 minutes without smell. It’s hard to find good socks so when I finally found them, I stuck to them.
But even with my generic outfit, I can’t fly completely under the radar. The black t-shirt makes me look smaller than white would, but you can still tell that my arms are ginormous, even if my biceps and triceps are hidden. In fact, with an XXL t-shirt, my arms are very tight and you can see that my shoulders are about a kilometer apart because everything is so tight in the arm-shoulder-chest area. If you know me, you see me from behind and you instantly recognize me by the fact that my lats are so wide that I go through doorways sideways in some countries. I’m not super tall, but I am BIG. This is MY outfit. A lot of people may wear similar, but I don’t think too many of them get the same looks I do based on just physical appearance. Moreso when it’s snowing outside and I’m still wearing my black t-shirt and my shorts when everyone else is in a coat or parka.
TL;DR: See this wall of text? It took me a few minutes to write. Then I went on to research something on Wikipedia and then I wrote for another 2 minutes or so to elaborate a few more points. This is life inside my head. If I have to start thinking about outfits, I’m cooked. I don’t know how to clothes. I know how to engines, how make code out of coffee (or energy drinks) and how lift things up and put them down. I do not know how clothes.
Oh yeah, what the hell, who doesn’t like delicious fruit drinks that get you super wasted? (Besides sober people of course)
I’m worried I’d become a Girl Drink Drunk