Thursday, January 16, 2014
Fishnets are an interesting thing.
I often say that one of the reasons why I like fashion so much is that clothes encompass both art and utility (as do pottery, architecture, etc). But clearly that's not the whole of it. Items like these stockings--or jewelry, for that matter--only have value in terms of aesthetics. Wearing them may further some social purpose, but it doesn't perform a material function.
That is an opaque way to put it. Allow me to rephrase: I like how these stockings look, and I relish the disconnect between their ~naughty~ reputation and my homey style. But fishnets aren't doing anything to keep me warm.
Even if I ignore the mystery of what makes something visually pleasing, I am still left to wonder: why is it so enjoyable that fishnets are incongruous with my current persona? Perhaps it makes me feel powerful to be able to influence people's impressions of me, or at least perceive myself as doing so.
Anyway... I should pose in front of the woodshed more often. It was a bit breezy today, as you can see.