Something I was aware of at a certain level for some time, but never really understood the nature & speed of was a radical change in (Western) men’s fashion that saw us going from proud peacocks to muted mud hens.
A few months ago, I learned this phenomenon happened fairly abruptly, and it has a name: The Great Male Renunciation.
I’ve always followed my own style muses, but for purely personal purposes. Since I’ve learned about this phenomenon, I’ve been consciously making bolder style choices…while still remaining mostly mainstream overall. IOW, while my clothing is still nominally in keeping with the usual jeans/kakhis/slacks or t-shirts/polos/button-down forms, my color & pattern selections are becoming bolder than ever before.*
Right now, I’m pursuing socks & shoes. In the past few days, I’ve bought several pairs of Oxfords/Derbys from various brands, in teal, pink, purple and white.
* with a few exceptions. I haven’t bought a new banded collar shirt in more than a decade.
A few months ago, I learned this phenomenon happened fairly abruptly, and it has a name: The Great Male Renunciation.
Great Male Renunciation - Wikipedia
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I’ve always followed my own style muses, but for purely personal purposes. Since I’ve learned about this phenomenon, I’ve been consciously making bolder style choices…while still remaining mostly mainstream overall. IOW, while my clothing is still nominally in keeping with the usual jeans/kakhis/slacks or t-shirts/polos/button-down forms, my color & pattern selections are becoming bolder than ever before.*
Right now, I’m pursuing socks & shoes. In the past few days, I’ve bought several pairs of Oxfords/Derbys from various brands, in teal, pink, purple and white.
* with a few exceptions. I haven’t bought a new banded collar shirt in more than a decade.