My favourite piece of clothing
Dec. 15th, 2013 06:57 pm[December Days masterpost, with two days still kinda-sorta available - I've got fillers/secondary requests planned for them, but if you'd like something and haven't given me a prompt yet, please feel encouraged to!]
... actually probably has to be my dinner suit, which also has the distinctions of being (1) the most expensive clothing I own and (2) the only pair of trousers I have ever owned that actually fits.
At the beginning of my second year, because of Reasons, I ended up going to a Properly Formal dinner. Like, actually and seriously black tie. The most appropriate thing I had to wear was a green silk floor-length ballgown. (I wore cargo shorts underneath it for the sake of pockets.) It was pretty much then that I swore I was never going to present normatively femme for anything ever again, and I got![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hairyears to introduce me to his tailor, and I got a suit made.
I have since worn it to perform in more concerts than I can count; at the kind of formal dinner that's routine at Cambridge; to my graduation; and to a couple of funerals and similar functions. It's my favourite not just because it is clothing that actually fits me (and was deliberately tailored to look good while I'm playing music) and is much more multi-purpose and probably fundamentally cheaper than buying dresses for all those occasions would have been, but because in its way it's a symbol of becoming an adult, of saying "this is who I am and who I am going to be", of being sure enough of myself to make investments.
( A few photos. )
(Of course, there's lots of other things I love - the teal knee-high DMs; my shirts, various; my first cufflinks, silver and Lizard serpentine; the hoodies I curl up in and have as my armour; but this -- this is special.)
... actually probably has to be my dinner suit, which also has the distinctions of being (1) the most expensive clothing I own and (2) the only pair of trousers I have ever owned that actually fits.
At the beginning of my second year, because of Reasons, I ended up going to a Properly Formal dinner. Like, actually and seriously black tie. The most appropriate thing I had to wear was a green silk floor-length ballgown. (I wore cargo shorts underneath it for the sake of pockets.) It was pretty much then that I swore I was never going to present normatively femme for anything ever again, and I got
hairyears to introduce me to his tailor, and I got a suit made.I have since worn it to perform in more concerts than I can count; at the kind of formal dinner that's routine at Cambridge; to my graduation; and to a couple of funerals and similar functions. It's my favourite not just because it is clothing that actually fits me (and was deliberately tailored to look good while I'm playing music) and is much more multi-purpose and probably fundamentally cheaper than buying dresses for all those occasions would have been, but because in its way it's a symbol of becoming an adult, of saying "this is who I am and who I am going to be", of being sure enough of myself to make investments.
( A few photos. )
(Of course, there's lots of other things I love - the teal knee-high DMs; my shirts, various; my first cufflinks, silver and Lizard serpentine; the hoodies I curl up in and have as my armour; but this -- this is special.)