Tyler's Style

As an aspiring sartorialist and blogger, I see it fit to combine the two. My style fits usually into one of two categories, nicer or casual, but most of the time, the basic concepts are the same. Solid colors or basic patterns (Stripes, herringbone, plaid) in generally form fitting or close cut clothes. Jeans or black slacks depending on the occasion. My accessories are varied. Shoes of all types in various colors (including a pair of high top converse with tennis ball fuzz on them), two rings that I always wear, a rosary ring on my left middle finger, and a claddagh on my right ring finger, and my 8 body piercings (eyebrow, navel, 2 microdermals on my chest, 4 microdermals on my hips). Occasionally, I also wear my glasses which are square black frames with white line details.

As a whole, my fashion sense is straight forward, comfortable, with a dash of a hard edge. I like it. It's comfortable, fun, easy to mix and match, and the best thing is that I can look good without even trying when I'm running late. It works with my personality and my writing style.

When I write, it's simple, but not plain. I think those two often get used as synonyms, but I think that simple and plain are very different. I don't have much adornment on the outside, I don't use fancy language or ten dollar words. But my work has meaning, depth, and a sense of personality. My clothes allow my personality to come out by not messing with my own image through words or brand names. But I'm not without edge. Filtered is one word I would never use to describe my writing. Vulgarity, language, it's all in there. It's my voice coming through. And how many guys do you know with 8 body piercings? Underneath my shirt are 7 of them, with the eyebrow as just a tease to what lies beneath. Like my metal is the hard edge to my style, my language is the hard edge to my writing.

But it's my style. I find it so interesting the twisting and the intermixing of all the aspects of our individual "self"s. Our writing, our sense of fashion, everything we do and see reflects who we are. We just have to hold them up as the mirrors to figure out how exactly that happens.