With apologies to Mr Shakespeare, and Hamlet.
You see, It came to me today that us fellas have confined ourselves, and become victims of our own silly efforts to maintain power and sway. We have told ourselves, and anyone else within earshot, that men rule the world deservedly. Hah. Certainly thousands of years of human history should quite handily put that argument to rest. But how does this manifestly obvious thing refer to Attire?
We owe a good deal, but not in the ways we traditionally think. Should we make an effort to engage in the Attire conversation in a conscious way? Sure we should. But should that interaction be constrained by the narrow confines of what has been the normative for men's apparel? No, not at all.
I have written much on this subject before. I have spoken about the history of how this happened, and the societal consequences of it. Finally, at last, it seems we are choosing to move outside this narrow hallway that has been the only route for men to walk without social ostracism. And one of the many things I would love to see us leave behind, is the incessant chest pounding, "I'm A Guy" thing that really only speaks about self doubt at the end of the day. It invests every aspect of social media, advertising, and familial education.