Darkness and the sleeping imperfections.

I was in the passenger seat of a friend's car yesterday, and we went for a drive downtown to see what we could see. Two young men touring the streets on a perfect evening for clubbing. As I am sure you can imagine, our eyes were not always on the road.
The reason I mention this is not to enforce the perverted stereotype of
youth, but to focus on the intricacy of clothing design and fashion.
I am astounded by how fashion statements change from culture to culture. To look at a twenty-something, European male, you will see a nice dress shirt left unbuttoned, revealing a hairless chest and a designer chain. On the other side of the street I was noticing young men with long, black, straight-haired mullets, and highly teased coifs, and petite girls with even more petite candy-striped dresses in the lineup of asian youth waiting to get into another club.

Imagine someone in our class, lets pick on Todd, coming to class with a long, black, straight-haired mullet. He would look more than ridiculous. Prime example of how different cultures can get away with different styles.
Although I mention just fashion, this of course pertains to furniture, architecture, advertising and electronics.



Style is such an amazing thing.