Oh, you all know exactly what I mean by the title alone. Don't even play, people. I can see the baggy sweatpants and XL T-shirts from here.
Slummin' It
I know some of you do it all the time based on your clothing choices and lifestyle, thus it is the rule instead of the exception and nothing "Ooo-aaah!" exciting.
I also know some of you high class style-freak types do it occasionally in those rare
"Awwh, fuck it!" moments of weakness when you're in a real funk.
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Background:
I just went out to the grocery store for a few impulse items on this fine Saturday night... dressed in holey faded jeans with no belt, unbuckled and very-ate-the-fuck-up "Jesus Cruiser" sandals, a patch-laden army jacket, a fuzz-covered karate T-shirt, and a black fleece cap. I haven't shaved since January 1st and I don't think comb has gone anywhere near my skull in 72 hours.
Disclaimer: I'm not dirty. There has been no skipping showers, the use of Old Spice stick, face and hand washing, my rigorous 4-part oral hygiene regimen or toilet paper, but outwardly I look a lot like a stereotypical homeless veteran except for the clean skin and lack of Boone's Farm breath and urine-stench cologne.
I think it's because I'm a single guy and not currently looking for a relationship, an older guy "balls deep" in college, formerly GI Joe, formerly ring-anchored, and have my life priorities pretty damn straight.
I'm not much of a pretty boy, either.
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Note to self: There will be a lot of grooming in my near future, though. Got a lady to impress.
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Questions:
When do you "slum it" in your life? Times of the year, moods, relationship status, activities, etc.
To what degree do you go?
What do you think about the occasional neglect of superficial self-grooming / attention to style?