Clothes maketh the man

Anyone who knows me know that I’m not terribly fashion oriented. I’m not ‘hip and happening’ and stuff.
I wear what I have and what is comfortable and functional.

I’m a firefighter, I think it’s a given that any firefighter has a significant amount of attire with station details plastered all over it.

I was downtown the other day, waiting for the bus to go home after lunch. Sitting on the steps of the USX building I heard a voice behind me calling my name. On turning around who should I find but Lokay!

Firstly, it’s nice to be the one being approached, it seems too be happening less and less these days for some reason, also it’s nice to be approached and spoken to by the Lokay!

The clothes part comes in here – he saw me sitting there, thought it was me but needed confirmation. The "Munhall Volunteer Firefighter" t-shirt confirmed it.

Do you have clothes that identify you as you or a part of a group?

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  • http://mybrilliantmistakes.com/ Cynthia Closkey

    I have never been identified on the basis of my clothing (or lack of clothing, for that matter).

    I think I spend much too much time thinking about clothes, especially given the results. (I’m reminded here of Dolly Parton’s famous line, “It’s expensive to look this cheap.”)

    Last weekend, I went to an event here in Butler. I walked to the event, and given that it was a weekend and I was walking, I’d chosen to wear jeans and a concert t-shirt (Pixies, recent reunion tour). I had my hair in a ponytail and a baseball cap on.

    I saw a friend at the event, one of the organizers, and I walked over to congratulate her on the event’s success. She saw me walking over, smiling, but she didn’t respond until I said her name.

    “I didn’t recognize you,” she said. “You always look so nice, and today you’re….”

    So, i guess if I ever do need to go incognito, all I need to do is throw away the skirts and heels and stick to jeans and concert shirts. Just as good as the Witness Protection Program.

  • http://mybrilliantmistakes.com Cynthia Closkey

    I have never been identified on the basis of my clothing (or lack of clothing, for that matter).

    I think I spend much too much time thinking about clothes, especially given the results. (I’m reminded here of Dolly Parton’s famous line, “It’s expensive to look this cheap.”)

    Last weekend, I went to an event here in Butler. I walked to the event, and given that it was a weekend and I was walking, I’d chosen to wear jeans and a concert t-shirt (Pixies, recent reunion tour). I had my hair in a ponytail and a baseball cap on.

    I saw a friend at the event, one of the organizers, and I walked over to congratulate her on the event’s success. She saw me walking over, smiling, but she didn’t respond until I said her name.

    “I didn’t recognize you,” she said. “You always look so nice, and today you’re….”

    So, i guess if I ever do need to go incognito, all I need to do is throw away the skirts and heels and stick to jeans and concert shirts. Just as good as the Witness Protection Program.

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