OVERSIZED
Hello Classy People, Today’s fashion confession is not about a trend. It’s about the complicated diplomatic relationship between me and oversized clothing. Some people wake up and think, “Today I want to dress like a cloud.” I wake up and negotiate with my wardrobe like it’s a peace summit. I have always preferred tailoring. Give me structure. Give me sharp shoulders. Give me garments that know exactly where they are going in life. My ideal jacket has a stronger sense of direction than some governments. That doesn’t mean I hate oversized clothing. I simply have… terms and conditions. Several pages of them. Ironically, I have been wearing oversized clothes for as long as I can remember AT HOME. An extra-large cotton T-shirt with shorts? Absolutely. That is luxury. That is peace. That is my constitutional right after closing the front door. Outside, however, things become political. When oversized fashion first exploded on the runways, I genuinely struggled. There ...
