Now I don't want to give the wrong impression. I remain mostly predictable, generally conservative, and occasionally idiosyncratic in my dress sense. I don't think "fashion" is a term that sits comfortably with my approach to choice of apparel, and not one those who know me would immediately choose as a Jim descriptor. So when I step outside my own safe boundaries there's usually a good reason or two.
I am now the possessor of one of those socially problematic garments, perceived as even sinisterly threatening by tabloids and other culturally alarmist groups. I've worn it in public a number of times. It's a College hoodie. Some of our students took the College logo, had it converted to a graphic for printing on textile, added the motto – Live – Love – Learn, and took orders. I ordered a hoodie. Black with a white logo, and the motto backgrounded in rust red.
I can now be seen wearing it in the two places where such a garment is both useful and non-alarmist for people nervous around sweatchirts with hoods. When I'm running round the park on the days it's a bit cool, I wear it – hoping maybe it even makes me look a bit cool. Early morning at my desk before the heating clicks on, it's an easy comfy top – and the hood makes me feel and look even more like a monk at prayer, given my now permanent minimalist hair style.
I'll maybe get Sheila to take a photo, and post it some day when nothing more interesting is happening in the world.
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