/fa/ - Fashion

So I'm developing a new anti-fashion aesthetic that is much less for the runway and more for day-to-day life. Basically it involves using pieces in places that are conflicting with the statement of the pieces in general. This also includes general attitudes to have in such places.

So far I have:
>wearing hard hats and high-visibility jackets in very safe places such as churches, restaurants, and museums
>wearing *very* expensive and clean black genes but purposely smearing a little translucent pre-cum around the zipper area (I'm a little worried this might be more of a rocker look)
>wearing expensive nike anything with the logo crossed out with, replaced with ADIDAS in crayon and vice versa
>wearing raincoats when it isn't raining
>paying designer-tier prices for wal-mart clothing and then thrifting the designer clothing
>forcing yourself to buy clothing you dont want

Feel free to brainstorm with me.

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These are good pictures that bring to mind my youth. I remember being a whimsical, silly and carefree spirit that would doodle in the margins of my math homework, submitting them to my teacher and getting the odd referral. But something happened down the road...reality hit me...hard. I had to stop the doodles...put them away and focus on what the world was telling me was important, like putting food on the table, contributing to my poor family, having a car and a stable income. I really envy people that can remain in their youth and produce these types of images. I really envy the fact that they can live infinitely young and tap into the child-like creativity that they held onto so well. It was responsibility that I had to follow, but for them it was something olden, something dear, something youthful, and I'm glad that they can show me and remind me what is once was like to be a child. Keep doodling my artist friends, keep doodling. I may not know you in person, but some small, frail part of my childhood that hasn't yet fell off like a crusty old scab, can still feel you there next to me.