I was having a conversation with an old uni friend a few weeks ago that turned into a discussion about these idiots who go out to public places wearing onesies and pyjamas. I consider it to be a crime worthy of death, but she put it to me that maybe it was my antiquated view of masculinity along with personal insecurities seeping through. I appreciated being challenged by her viewpoint because I don't think it is that. I just don't see confidence in the men and women who dress like children. I see silly, attention-seeking behaviour of the wrong kind.
I think that personal bearing matters. No matter your level of income, you can always be well-presented and clean. I don't own hoodies or T-shirts emblazoned with statements, and the only time I'll wear joggers and trainers is when I'm working out or at home.
Like it or not, we all judge based on appearance, and the way in which you dress is an indicator of how you wish to be viewed by the world. If you're walking around with your ass hanging out, hiding your face and wearing gloves and a T-shirt – you're trying to tell everyone that you're some sort of wannabe gangster. If you're dressed like Shizzo, you're telling everyone that you're a broken-down mess who's lost the will to live. If you're dressed well, you're saying that you're professional, organised, and you want to be taken seriously.
You could be a billionaire but if you're dressed like a child, you're still saying that you basically don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks. Perhaps there is some sort of working-class, Goodrum-esque insecurity within me that still needs to be unpacked, but I don't think so. I hope not.