Fashion is somewhat of an intentional production that has correlation with what is thought of to be “in” while also in tandem with one’s personal style, therefore more intentional, personal, and/or cultural than costume and the general concept of uniform.
You're pretty up in that world, so I know you understand fashion, but you dress pretty whack so I think its probably more style.... weirdo
by ethosphhill September 10, 2021

by Daaaaaaa wzzzzzzziard February 16, 2021

by Cornelius J December 26, 2023

The act of mismatching of clothing (either deliberately or due to ignorance of very fundamental and general rules of fashion)
by Sir. B April 11, 2021

To show others you can pay more for something to look like everyone else that paid more for the same thing.
by HumanNatureGuy August 5, 2024

by TheSpartanicaOfAnyHellstromu3e April 24, 2025

A term used by the character Alex in A Clockwork Orange to describe any individual's given clothing, regardless of what it might be.
The four of us were dressed in the heighth of fashion, which in those days was a pair of black
very tight tights with the old jelly mould, as we called it, fitting on the crotch underneath the tights,
this being to protect and also a sort of a design you could viddy clear enough in a certain light, so
that I had one in the shape of a spider, Pete had a rooker (a hand, that is), Georgie had a very fancy
one of a flower, and poor old Dim had a very hound-and-horny one of a clown’s litso (face, that is).
Dim not ever having much of an idea of things and being, beyond all shadow of a doubting thomas,
the dimmest of we four. Then we wore waisty jackets without lapels but with these very big built-up
shoulders (‘pletchoes’ we called them) which were a kind of a mockery of having real shoulders
like that. Then, my brothers, we had these off-white cravats which looked like whipped-up kartoffel
or spud with a sort of a design made on it with a fork. We wore our hair not too long and we had
flip horrorshow boots for kicking.
very tight tights with the old jelly mould, as we called it, fitting on the crotch underneath the tights,
this being to protect and also a sort of a design you could viddy clear enough in a certain light, so
that I had one in the shape of a spider, Pete had a rooker (a hand, that is), Georgie had a very fancy
one of a flower, and poor old Dim had a very hound-and-horny one of a clown’s litso (face, that is).
Dim not ever having much of an idea of things and being, beyond all shadow of a doubting thomas,
the dimmest of we four. Then we wore waisty jackets without lapels but with these very big built-up
shoulders (‘pletchoes’ we called them) which were a kind of a mockery of having real shoulders
like that. Then, my brothers, we had these off-white cravats which looked like whipped-up kartoffel
or spud with a sort of a design made on it with a fork. We wore our hair not too long and we had
flip horrorshow boots for kicking.
by Sacreum July 23, 2024
