by Yuri Iwahara
This semester, I have been *blessed* with having some professors with impeccable fashion style. I won’t name any names, but I know that when I walk through those classroom doors on Monday/Wednesdays/Fridays (but also the other classroom doors on Tuesdays/Thursdays), I’m guaranteed to be in the presence of one well-dressed human being. So in other words, every single day.
My professor looks in his closet every morning to pick out a tasteful outfit that will embody both his intellect and his ability to be a with-the-times, still-young-at-heart-and-therefore-relatable adult.
Should I whip out the black blazer today? Maybe pair it with black skinny jeans to offset its fanciness? And go with the black oxfords and a white crewneck. Monochrome outfits are so trendy right now.
Meanwhile, each morning, I begrudgingly take my sweatpants off my sleep-deprived body to put on a pair of socially acceptable pants and the same pair of Docs I’ve worn every day this semester.
Should I go with the maroon sweater or the grey one?
I’d have to wear a bra with the maroon one, so I guess the grey one. Oh, but I wore that two days ago.
…Oh well, no one will care.
Walking into class, my professor will pretend not to notice the general disheveled appearance of his students who drag themselves into their seats (except for that one who somehow always looks put together in a frighteningly effortless way). I will inwardly regret not at least putting on a beanie to make it look like I was going for an intentionally slouchy hipster look.
There’s truly nothing more inspiring than these chic and elegant outfits that are just eccentric enough to be edgy (purple pants???). I know you’re talking about analogies and symbolism, but really I’m just thinking about how much I want those shoes you’re wearing.
Stay stylin’.
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