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Catching Rae

Manspiration: The Elegant Eclectic

Glitter. Sparkle. Pattern. Makeup. Spandex. Suiting. Crisp white shirts. Long hair. Short hair. A codpiece, for heaven’s sake. David Bowie’s image is organized from the inside out, not from the top down. Anything capturing his attention can become a part of his look, as if his attention birthed the thing into existence in the first place. He celebrates his opinions with such effortless, unquestioning confidence that even his most ridiculous outfits don’t feel contrived or watered down. He is one person you really cannot sum up by referencing something else - because Bowie is his own definition. 

I love that. 

No, I don’t want to dress like him every day. No, a silver pantsuit is not on my list of universal must-haves. But I love the idea of being unedited - of following your bliss and letting someone else deal with the parsing and analysis.

Glitter. Sparkle. Pattern. Makeup. Spandex. Suiting. Crisp white shirts. Long hair. Short hair. A codpiece, for heaven’s sake. David Bowie’s image is organized from the inside out, not from the top down. Anything capturing his attention can become a part of his look, as if his attention birthed the thing into existence in the first place. He celebrates his opinions with such effortless, unquestioning confidence that even his most ridiculous outfits don’t feel contrived or watered down. He is one person you really cannot sum up by referencing something else - because Bowie is his own definition. 

I love that. 

No, I don’t want to dress like him every day. No, a silver pantsuit is not on my list of universal must-haves. But I love the idea of being unedited - of following your bliss and letting someone else deal with the parsing and analysis. Curating and editing and defining one’s style can be very useful to so many people - but sometimes we get so fanatical about it that the joy of style barely leaks out around the edges. It’s nice to remember to have a little fun, even if it doesn’t always match up with how you see yourself - who doesn’t like joy and fun, right?

I had to recreate this outfit after a combination of rain and mugginess foiled my photography plans, but I originally planned to wear it to a local Swim/Resortwear fashion show (take note: apparently British style doesn’t exactly revolve around tropical-feeling heat and humidity). I love the riot of colors, metals, patterns, and textures playing off one another. The combo makes me feel like a bold little whirlwind. ;) Even though that’s a side of me that rarely rears its head, I’m glad that side exists.  

So the next time you feel especially bored or bold or brazen, take a page from the book of Bowie and try something you like but wouldn’t normally choose for yourself - whether your version of novelty comes in the form of an obnoxious pattern or something as simple and small as a tie tack. Whatever it is, if you like it, then it must be likable.