Apparel

You can tell one’s profession by what one wears. You can determine official status or rank. You can discern ethnicity, the seasons or the presence of a pathogen.

Are you wearing your face mask? Or a gas mask?

The state of one’s apparel can convey mood or mental acuity.

If you never leave your home, you care little over what you wear.

One can deceive with one’s apparel.

Dictated apparel can be used to control for both useful purpose, as in a well run military, or in a destructive purpose to stifle creativity and thought in the larger society.

You could make similar assertions in regards to the architecture of a society also.

Who has the absolute best job in the world?

The woman studio news presenter.

The anchor, co-anchor, or weather woman; everyday it is a new dress.

Wow. Stunning. Patterns, lines, fit, all designed to impress.

And what of the women field reporters with their utilitarian wear and company logoed jackets?

I imagine great pains are taken that the female studio presenter and female field reporter never be allowed to cross paths. A truly volatile circumstance, wise to be avoided.

The man field reporter walks in and says to his anchor counterpart, “Check out our new company jackets.”

“Yeah, I know. I have one too.” responds the anchorman in yet another tailored suit and tie.

“Yeah, but I get to wear mine every day.”

Apparel defines relationships. It proclaims action.

Where are the best clothing designers in the world? I would claim, where you have the four seasons.

Is spring apparel not all that more stunning because of the Winter. Summer wear all the more alluring because of it’s fleeting nature. The rich colors of Autumn verses the brights of Spring, and what is exposed in the blistering heat, concealed by the frigid cold; each season accentuating the other.

They wear almost nothing in the tropics year round. What’s the point? Nothing to see here.

Then you have “Star Trek”, living in the depths of space, a completely controlled environment where everyone wears the same thing, one’s fate determined simply by the color of one’s shirt.

As far as writing, there is much to consider in regards to dress. That is if you are writing something that actually includes people.

How does one tell Bigfoot’s story?

I start writing again, then I get distracted. You know, making money, fixing the house, taking care of the wife; wondering what God’s plan for me is.

Stocking my old worn portfolio, lugging around my notebooks and dreaming of fame and fortune. Getting back into the groove.

Thank for reading.

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