Sometimes I have trouble finding images or products to write about without being clichéd. When I see photos of Nick Wooster and Josh Peskowitz, the eternal boy-crushes of Tumblr, I think they have great style. Likewise, when I read posts by Dan Trepanier on the Style Blogger, sometimes my jaw drops at how horrid his outfits look, but he always gives me a taste of something great—at least a hint at a way to improve my style. When I first started getting into menswear and blogging about it, it was LAS and HTTGAP/Sartorially Inclined that stimulated me most. That’s not so much the case anymore, but nevertheless, as I’ve delved further and further into this world, and as time has passed, everything has changed. I no longer look at these people as style gods, their posts awe-inspiring and savvy. My range of sources for style information has grown, but so has my own ability to discern for myself—to decide what I like, what I think works, what I want.
I watched the film Stand By Me last night, a classic coming-of-age story about several boys on a wild, majestic journey. I have always been drawn to coming-of-age stories, especially in film, I think because I see myself as being on a timeline moving towards better understanding of who I am and how I tick. The clothes that I wear and the ways that I present myself have evolved as I’ve traveled down this—excuse the pun—style lane. Without doubt, I am glad that I have gone on this journey. I am more confident and happier. I hope one day to work in fashion and am currently awaiting news about an internship at a custom men’s clothier.
I don’t know exactly what I’m trying to say. I guess, I just think that everyone should find something about which they are passionate and follow it until the light of that passion evaporates. The wick of my passion is still strong when it comes to fashion, or style, or menswear, or blogging, or whatever this all is. I am forever grateful to the people who are and were influences on me as I went on this journey and discovered my own style. I suppose that, at the end of my freshman year of college, I just wanted to write something to encapsulate the adventure that has been this Tumblr. I went from buying Nike or Jordans every month to saving up for dub monks and tailored jackets. Part of that is no doubt simply maturing, but another is everything I’ve been exposed to via Tumblr and the internet at large.
Writing this, it sounds a little bit like a goodbye. It certainly is not. I hope that this blog continues to evolve as I do. In the future, you will see more writing by me. In the end, I find fantastic writing more inspirational than anything else, and it is after all, how good blogs and good bloggers separate themselves. I have also already begun to feature more extensive photosets over the past couple weeks, because it is a simple, effective and attractive way to show the style that I’m digging. Finally, I hope to start putting more original content on the blog, especially as my wardrobe grows and my taste solidifies.
“I read a study that measured the efficiency of locomotion for various species on the planet. The condor used the least energy to move a kilometer. Humans came in with a rather unimpressive showing about a third of the way down the list… That didn’t look so good, but then someone at Scientific American had the insight to test the efficiency of locomotion for a man on a bicycle, and a man on a bicycle blew the condor away. That’s what a computer is to me: the computer is the most remarkable tool that we’ve ever come up with. It’s the equivalent of a bicycle for our minds.”—Steve Jobs (via colonialgoods)