The
Bizarre
What Fashion Means to Me
By: K.D. Perry
qualexcel@gmail.com
Often people ask me, "What is your style?" My response always starts with one idea then it becomes multiple as I continue on in my response. My style represents my inner being. My style represents my heart. My style is a product of my past and present which ultimately affects my future style. My sense of style tends to offend some and in return makes a person smile. Some days I wear low-rise boot cut jeans and other days I wear a pair of dress slacks. Some days I carry a simple canvas tote or messenger bag and other days I carry my beloved GM black canvas and crocodile leather Cadillac purse. I wear what-ever my inner man feels; within reason.
Fashion to me is an interpretation of what the world should be. It should be a collage of love, peace, joy, sexiness, attitude, your inner freak, ambition, drive, and yes sometimes laziness. I try to let my wardrobe intertwine with my spirit. The colors I tend to choose and feel at one with are the beautiful earth tones, natural tones which compliment my medium brown complexion which has some hints of red and olive. At times I choose a bright red or a vivacious orange to accent my soul glow and my firey side. Very distinct I am. I am Fashion. Just as my joints hold together a wonder of a creation, I am the braided thread which completes the garment I wear. When the lady at the Metro station says, "You look fabulous", that is a yes and an amen to my mans Macy's addiction.
Fashion is so yesterday the day it is released. But my fashion is timeless, classic, and majestic only because I refuse to follow a trend. I open the eyes of my heart to see what all mankind is really trying to say. I connect with the soft cotton, fitted boxer trunks at H&M. I see myself in the future when I put on a pair of Ray Bans. 
When I stroll through the mall I stop at Payless or sometimes Aldo to find that perfect pump to satisfy my inner girl for a show I must do in 3 hours. I am Fashion. When I purchase a new item, it's like starting with a new canvas because I then can create something and I can also add to what I already have. Will I dare wear a pair of Baby Phat fur boots? Maybe. Would I take a stroll in the park in a three piece suit? Yes. Would I dare wear a pair of Timberland boots with a pair of Rocka- Wear Jeans and suspenders over a wife beater to school? Hell Yeah!