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Observing people, I suddenly notice: everyone wears the clothes they feel comfortable in (and may find the other's strange).
The businessman - uses his clothing as a sort of knight's costume; a little to impress, a little to appear professional, a little not to be too inferior to his fellow warriors. Comfortable in his tight cut, he walks past the retired in jogging suit. The old man trudges through the shopping streets on sneakers behind his wife. The man should not think of trudging along in uncomfortable three-piece suit, no longer needs to impress, wants to get back home as pleasantly as possible. Later. After shopping. Comfortably he walks past the alternatively dressed young lady. She feels different, does not blend in with the crowd, but "blends in" with her own group of friends. She can hide her insecurity with it and hide behind her sleek, hair hanging in front of her eyes. She feels comfortable. And me, me behold it at my leisure. In my civil service outfit. Not because it is so beautiful, or comfortable. Or both. But mainly because it is comfortable. Dressed not to be a gray mouse. Our clothes are like polished armor. It protects us, it makes us feel stronger, less vulnerable, less conspicuous. Just whatever it takes to feel comfortable in our role and situation.
In fact, we all dress the same; we go a little with the crowd, do things a little differently and feel as comfortable as possible. This allows attention to really important things. In my case: loads of paperwork.
Thank you for the attention.
