The look on his face screams, ‘Finally, I can be myself.’ I know the feeling, because I’ve been there. For me, regardless of the situation or community, the ultimate goal has always been to get to that point. It’s never immediate and often takes years, but once you’re at the point where impressing people is out the window and what people say about you doesn’t matter, you can finally be loose and let it all out. I say I can relate, because last week after three years in New York City, I finally got there. How did I know? I wore sweatpants to my birthday party.
A poorly curated inspiration board for the sartorially inclined.