It was recently suggested to me by the man-o-my-dreams, that I talk about how those with little to live on take part in, and contribute to, the overall dialog that is the Attire language. It inspired me right off as a bit of a challenge. Its easier really, to talk about fine design, and abundant details, as being expressive in an apparel sense. Harder, when what is there to discuss is not so fine, or as abundant.
But the reality is this: we, all of us, take part in this global conversation. Even if we are part of a culture where clothing is largely optional because of climate, we are still involved. The only thing that differs really, is whether our physical extras, those things we put about ourselves, are part of a vast store of options, or a narrow one. A sari of cotton, that has seen very much use, is every bit as expressive of life as a fine silk one woven with gold threads. In many ways its far more so. The old cotton sari speaks about labor, hardships faced, and life lived. The silk one may be more of a mask of personal truth, than a telling of it.