Throughout my travels I’ve noticed that everywhere I go, Europeans, no matter where they are from, don’t dress for anyone but themselves. They dress for what makes them feel…well, them. Fashionable? Yes, but not any particular fashion trend that we Americans follow. Yes, the standard uniform of jeans is prevalent, but not to American jean standards. Euro’s step way out of the box when it comes to fashion. “I don’t care what you think, I dress for for me” is how I perceive most to be. A lot more dresses in everyday life. Actually very nice to see. The variety of color combinations and styles is as different as the languages. Another thing I notice, the bolder the style, the more confidence the individual seem to be. Even the teens are more bold in their personal statements, and with some real style too. I didn’t see one single jogging suit on a senior citizen either. Now here I have seen real style. I watched an old couple walking the square last night with heads held high as if on parade. Well dressed and looking great. It was almost an honor to sit and watch.
During the day, if a girl wasn’t in work dress, they were out with minimal prep, absolutely secure in their look and style. Won’t find that at home. Riding a bicycle, in a dress too, without care of who saw what. The men, more often in suits or sport jackets of different colors, jeans in orange, lime, rust, yellow. Again never gonna happen in the US. Nothing seemed too outlandish by American standards.
In the evenings when everyone comes out to dine and stroll the squares and boulevards, individualism was the norm. A thousand different styles and colors. Not like the restaurants and clubs where I come from. We have black with black and occasionally we wear black….and always with blue jeans. Are we more like the Chinese of Chairman Mao, that we must all dress and look alike to fit in? Are we afraid to stand out for fear of being singled out as different?
Why you may ask do I write about this? Europeans seem to be far more confident as to who they are. Fat, or wrinkled, or skinny, or plain Jane, it didn’t matter, they are who they are, and what they looked like didn’t seem to have any bearing on who they were or how they moved about in the life they live.
Imagine in America if we adopted this outlook on who we were? Europeans don’t seem to care. Maybe that’s why we think they don’t like us. It’s not true though, euro’s love America. They just want to interpret us in their own way. Nothing wrong with that.