Last week, when I put up the photos of khaki and white outfits, before I pressed “Publish,” I thought to myself, “That is not very exciting.” I mean, khaki pants and a white shirt? And then another pair of, yes, khakis, and another white shirt?
How boring is that?
At least on the screen. And that’s my point.
We live, these days, in what Edward Tufte would call a low-resolution world. We know ourselves often as a series of digital images. Digital images have lower resolution than print images, and far lower resolution than real life.
What do I mean by resolution? The amount of information carried in every visible pixel, or square inch. A square inch of screen shows some color, some shape, a little texture. You can drown in a square inch of real life person.
So I think the trend toward “pops” of color, wearing 62 patterns at once or the oddest-slash-most-striking pieces possible, including Alexander McQueen’s shoes that miss cavendish calls “Bedlingtons,” is driven in large part by the expansion of our identities to include our digital selves.
My khaki outfits were a little boring on the screen. You all, of course, were very nice about it. I suspect you are all quite intelligent, and understood the impact of screens. I just wanted to point out that in real life, you could see fabric textures, that knit is not a weave. You would know that I wore gold hoops under my hair. It might even strike you that wearing no nail polish at all is somewhat of a statement, these days.
If you like dressing vividly, if it suits your character, I by no means point a judgmental finger. Allez-y, as the French say. But if you find vivid dressing taxing, as do I, pay attention to the small details and feel quite confident that your sensibilities will not get lost in the world off-screen.