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28. Would you say you “know what you like” in the area of fashion and clothing? If so, do you also know what you like in other areas of life, that is, are you generally good at discernment? Can you say where your discernment comes from, if you have it? Or if you don’t have it, why or why not?
I would say that I know how I like to feel.
At any given moment what will play a part in making me feel that way is different. From clothes, haircuts, interior design, food, exercise, my spiritual rituals, and the people I surround myself with. Some change more frequently than others.
I feel sick if I'm wearing rent, food, or book money.
I know exactly what I like in fashion and life. I've spend an exorbitant amount of time thinking about it and working it out, so I should hope I have some clue about it. I've been lucky enough to lead a freelance life for the past ten-ish years which affords me plenty of time to think, write, walk and talk with my husband and on my own, so I use that time to figure out what life means to me and what I like and don't like. It's a process of course and it never ends, but overall I would say I'm pretty good at discernment.
I do! I know what I like. It’s more concrete with clothes than it is with music or art or people. With clothes, I’ve come to know what I like based on what colors and shapes that I think feel and look good on me, and those that do not. I can still like something, even if I wouldn’t wear it myself. And so I have a personal “style,” or whatever you want to call it. This discernment came with practice, and doesn’t change much, because my body doesn’t change much. But with the other things, music, art, people, I think I’m more open. Those things aren’t on my body, and aren’t in my immediate physical world all the time. They have lives/minds/aesthetics of their own; the clothes I wear are inextricably part of my life/mind/aesthetic, so it’s easier to judge their worth in terms of myself, my body.
I definitely know what I like and have no memory of NOT knowing what I liked, even if it's changed over the years.
Yes, I'm pretty picky when it comes to clothing, which makes me feel bad sometimes when it comes to gifts (just wear what your mother bought you, you ungrateful snob!). I also know what I like when it comes to books, music, and movies, but I'm a lot more open to trying new things in those areas. But I don't have to to wear those things on my body, so that makes sense.
Sure, I have discernment. I don't make goofy choices. People think that artists/writers/musicians are a wild and crazy lot , but in my experience, it's the opposite. When you live with little money, no known future, no possible five year plan, no faith that one can have a shred of control -- well, who needs to be wild and crazy in a visible way? However, in writing, I'm taking a risk every time I set out. Never know how it'll turn out, if years of effort will land on its face.
Yes and no. I think I have a fair sense of what I've liked thus far, but I believe that that can always change, and that some of the best surprises are when you expect one thing and the opposite tends to be true.
yes, most of the time. Sometimes I over think and dither and then it goes awry.
When I do have discernment, I think it is because of how I was raised, that there were no fashion magazines, no shelter magazines. Style just was, and it wasn't discussed. It was assumed. Even my mother's jeans and T-shirts and hair to her bottom was her style and because she was so pretty, it looked good, which is it's own weird conundrum. My father didn't buy strange fabrics in South America because a magazine told him to, but because he was drawn to them, and that in turn made our house look stylish to others. That's probably why I only like really stylish women or homes when there is eccentricity or originality to them.
Yes, in terms of fashion and clothing, although you should still be open to new ideas because you just never know. I thought I always hated the oxford shoe trend, but then I saw a pair in silver and bought them recently.
I think I am generally good at discernment, a good judge of character for the most part. I think it probably comes from my parents, and likely experience.
Yes, I know what I like. It comes from years of looking at Vogue, Bazaar, and Art.
I know what I like, but what I like is very varied. It's partly instinctual, partly learned and partly accepted over a period of exposure to a certain thing. Something grows on me through repetition. Opinions are something I constantly worry about, like how they can separate people irreparably. But for some reason this doesn't extend to clothes, which I feel very strongly and independently about, most of the time.
Yes, I do know what I like. That's what I always say when I talk about wine and books. There's way to much out there to call myself an expert but I can certainly speak with knowledge about the things that I like.
I’m *usually* pretty good with clothes. At least I think I am. I am a good shopper. That makes me feel very materialistic. But I can go to a thrift shop and search by fabric first, then fit and find great stuff. Plus, I grew up, um, with only hand me downs for the first 12 years of my life, so I’m a bargain hunter.
Tailoring really works. You always read that in fashion magazines, but it’s true. Because it’s really just poorly fitting clothes that look bad. Everyone's body is beautiful.
I feel like I’m a good judge of character.
Of course this is all dependent. When I have been depressed, I have looked like shit, dressed like shit.
But usually, even when I’m depressed or sad or homicidal, I still look pretty good. Sometimes I feel like the more "put together" I am, the more I'm really falling apart.
The artifice saves me. If I feel like I look good, I can get through the day.
When I was recovering from postpartum depression, I had nothing else going on and I was super frustrated and I just decided that ALL I was going to do was try to look like a rock star. I got Debbie Harry hair from 1979 (platinum top, black ends) and paid a lot of attention to what I wore. It was a simple goal, and shallow, perhaps. But in terms of that “fake it til you make” philosophy, it worked.
I "know what I like" when it comes to clothing and most things. This discernment is probably rooted in my temperament. I’m most successful in zones of comfort/familiarity, and I have a tendency to play things safe. When I open myself up to something I love, I’m confident and loyal, but I take risks in baby steps (if such a statement is even possible). My clothing choices certainly evolve--and sometimes contradict one another--but I rarely go out on a limb. The quiet upside is that I almost never feel like I’ve made a “mistake.”
I am incredibly picky. Or finicky. Or whatever you want to call it. I am keenly aware of my likes and dislikes and never short on strong opinions in clothes and other areas. I don't know where it comes from but my mother rolls her eyes at me often in this regard, which makes me think I've been this way forever.