Will It be "DJ", slacks or scruffy jeans tonight, Sir?

You know, and I know that I would be cheating if I did that .

And for god's sake men, don't wear the same pair of loafers or boots or runners, whatever your 'general' style is, every damned day. I hate watching what was once a nice pair of shoes degrade past the point of wearability. It's like looking at a teenage boy in outgrown floods with his scrawny little ankles poking out (OMG I am channeling Jig!).

I'll have a go . . .

"Too lazy to tie shoelaces up."

Pep (Or maybe you lived in the land of velcro, and never learned?)

Learned, yes, lazy, yes, land of velcro, yes. So pretty close!

Your turn, sir. What does one wear in your neck of the woods? My guess is that these would come in handy?

From what I've seen in much of the work force -with the so-called qualifications that so many people purport to have - I think hiring someone who has good taste makes much more sense than hiring someone who hasn't got a clue.

Apart from some sproggy male/female slavering away in some boring environment somewhere underground, I reckon ANY job demands some sense of style and elan. And I reckon any arts industry or creative field workplace is gonna insist on you having some idea of how to present yourself. Who honestly cares whether or not you came top in the class in some godforsaken subj. when the boss wants you to be suave, urban, and in touch with global sensitivities?
It's not just what you know that is important, it's how you say it. And that "look" is part of the "how".

Do you have any idea how condescending this sounds?

This is more my style:



Those wellies are from New Zealand, by the way.

Pep (Even the sheep are ugly there.)

Hmm... I wonder if anyone will try telling your fortune from those shoes... would be an interesting read!

Of course, I don't think any of the ladies have the nerve to follow our example, Pep. I picture a whole lot of Birkenstocks, though...

Yes.

But condescension is very much in the mind of the listener. Its like saying advice is "patronizing".

Those are Church's shoes I think. My dad and grandfathers only ever wore Church's. They are supposed to last a lifetime. Aren't they beautiful? You could almost have sex with them.

I'd say you value appearance over sheer practicality, perhaps with a slight tinge towards the traditional. Yet definitely are not an antiquarian, and are more up-to-date in terms of clothing choices and styling. A modern, likely Italian sensibility in terms of style. I can see you as someone who would prefer a bold striped shirt with French cuffs and a black sportcoat.

In red, of course, and kept very clean with baby wipes. Every time I kill a pair my mother buys me a new set

I couldn't find a photo of my work boots. I bought them from some old fogey who told me I'd never need anything as solid as them and smirked at me, as they were guaranteed to last five years. Time for the bin, sadly, they are close to death

Of course I prefer being bare foot, but that leads us into sole reading rather than fortune telling

A daring entry, Laurin! Those boots were meant for walkin'... whoa!

You are right. You CAN tell a lot about a person by their shoes. I'm already envisioning the shoes of a few others around here... we'll see if they have the guts to show 'em

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Ernst, 10 years ago that description pretty much nailed me. I was doing management at the time and had to be that way... and it was a fairly comfy gig.

Since then I've slipped a bit statusy~wise by most shallow societal measurements. I'm owner of my own company, but with no employees the promotion was to 'crazy old coot in an office by himself' ...which means I don't dress as well any more. Except evenings out.

Oh YES!!!!Orgasmic. I have a pair of the reds!!! Like so cool. Oh God, I love my boots! Aaaargh Thanks for the best pic of the day!!!

Doc Martens are my ultimate happy shoes. Like the best comfort food in teh world. Like soft-boiled eggs with soldiers. Like Bird's Custard. Like Egg n'Chips! Oh wow. Happy now!

Men need to be more like red boots - spick and span and so so loverly!

Ok Jig... we've done the shoe thing... even Pep... now it's your turn, if you can. Personally, I felt a bit nervous at first, but... once done, it was a liberating experience...

Yes. It was in my mind. I was thinking of the gal at the fast food joint, who lost her husband this year, and had to take on a couple of extra jobs that are not very glamorous. I was thinking of her coming to the drive-thru window in her grease stained, smelly t-shirt....but still having a huge smile on her face every single day.

She used to get to dress up every day, in smart clothes and cute shoes, and go to a glamorous job...same one I go to....until her world fell apart. Now she wears grease-stained t-shirts that reek of fast food smells. They smell that way when she picks up her kids at school, in the afternoon. I wonder if the soccer moms look down their noses at her, as you would. I hope not. But I know those soccer moms, and I would wager a bet they do.

I don't care if you change your attitude or not. You've buckled up to the point that it is impossible. I do care if you crush someone's world.....even if it is only for an hour or a day. Lots of fragile people in SL looking for escape. Broken people, finding some relief here. I sure as hell hope they are dressed to the nines in make-believe clothing when they cross your path.

Consider the above as "patronizing." I don't mind being a hypocrite on acceptable tone, on this one.