Woke thinking about waking up on the beach.. Thinking I’m deserving of an early birthday present (from myself to self) tonight… A 15 day early, early birthday present… Thinking Malibu… Taking care of that part of me that’s craving waking up to some ocean air… A little me time.
Clothing doesn’t make you another character, as Patrick Swayze is never laced into a pair of jeans. It doesn’t connect you with the past, you’re not suddenly imbued with proletarian sentiments when you wear old selvedge. It doesn’t make you cool (duh, duh, and duh). Clothing makes you fictional. You are still you. But you’re projecting a fiction to others.
That’s why clothing is so cool.