The Cut of My Jib

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As I sit reflecting on my life this morning (it’s what I do now that I’ve run out of things to accomplish so far today) I realize that as my weight has increased my concern about my appearance has decreased proportionately. I once chose to go to pre-school in a three piece suit because I thought it would make me feel important. Even in my early 20s, I still dressed quite well and fairly in step with the latest fashions. Now my uniform of the day is a T-shirt, jeans or Hawaiian print shorts, and Crocs. I don’t even own a suit anymore, and I used to have several.

This is one of the things that I’m looking forward to as I lose weight, getting back into clothes that look good and fit well. It’s also going to allow me to pursue one of my personal geeky dreams.

I have to remind myself that I have a cosplay idea for when I hit my goal weight. (Yes, I’m one of those weirdos that will treat practically any special occasion like it’s Halloween, shoosh.) The conceptual inspiration is above. The art is a screen capture of a character I created in a now-dormant video game I used to play.

It’s a steampunk Beefeater, and one day, I’m going to rock that outfit, and several other steampunk outfits, because I am a goddamned gentleman adventurer

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