I am done buying clothes.

If I hit my current age in the 1970’s and stopped buying clothes, I would be wearing bell bottom pants, paisley shirts with long collars and tied dyed t-shirts for the rest of my life. That’s a scary thought.
 

I used to buy most of my clothes at shopping malls, many of which declined and closed before and after the pandemic. As male fashions change much less often and less radically than women’s clothes, I can still wear many of my clothes that are still serviceable from years, even decades ago. I did, or course, divest myself of my Nehru jacket, printy-polyester shirts, and (shudders)…leisure suits! 🙀

With fewer brick-and-mortar stores and clothing prices about four times what they were when I started working, I too have bought decent condition used clothes from consignment shops and eBay. I’m hardly likely to appear in Gentleman’s Quarterly, anyways…

We are living in a dress-down era where I’ve seen people wearing work jeans to church services and pajama bottoms to Walmart, so with the societal bar set so low, I’m usually overdressed by comparison, anyhow…
 
I wear a lot of souvenir t-shirts. As I have gotten older I no longer travel and my shirts are wearing out. The family buys me some when they go to distant places like New Zealand and Maui . My daughter is going to Ireland in a couple of weeks.

Right now I am wearing one from Yellowstone.
 

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