Tuesday, May 13, 2014

COSTUME COLLARS: THE CHAUCERIAN PARADE

The idea for this particular blog entry came from FAN EXPO in Regina, Canada, a gargantuan gathering of multi-genre comic book geeks, fanboys and fangirls dressed as comic book characters.  At FAN EXPO, my complicated friend and WHOVIAN, ROBIN, snapped this picture of Waldo, the world time traveling aficionado, who always dresses in a red and white striped shirt, bobble hat, and spectacles.

Waldo was just one of the hundreds of comic book characters wandering among the mass of fans, along with other comic book creations as Captain America, the Amazing Spiderman, the Hulk, anime voice actors, comic writers, designers, and illustrators, and (of course) zombies. Live guests such as anyone from STAR WARS and, of course, the real Mr. Spock and Captain Kirk of STAR TREK fame are ever present at these conventions.
MIKASA

FACT:  Waldo is loveable in part because he is unique in costume.  Each of us is partly Waldo in this regard.  All of us like it or not, are uniquely dressed for that random first impression.  All of us are wearing particular styles of clothing (costume) portraying current characters, seemingly moment to moment, oftentimes as replacements for our regular personae.  And the reasons for our costumes is because most of abide by the unwritten rules of formal and casual dress codes.  Our day-to-day garb, suit and tie or jeans and tee, is our costume.  And our costume has social significance.  The clothes we don can indicate our gender, our income, our occupation, and our social class

My point is that one certainly does not need to be at FAN EXPO to be in costume.  All of us our in  costume for most of our time.  Our costume is our personal signature code which includes our choice of bald or hirsute, piercings or jewellery, tattoos or tanning booths, and as importantly, our togs.
YAMMIE -- LEAD SINGER OF THE ZYMOTICS

Whether we are cubicle white-collar office drones, or open range blue-collar work-to-the-bone grunters, our duds are indicative of whom we really are, at least in our working moments.  Sometimes in the workplace we can disguise our real selves, because at work we don’t necessarily have to be ourselves.  In a strange way then, work can be a refuge for those not comfortable with their real selves.  

It could be that if you feel the need to hide your real self, getting the right job will help, because at certain workplaces, there is a desired kind of costume quirkiness.

For example, if you are a jock and love to show off those pipes and gams, being scantily attired in a fitness centre is totally appropriate.  If you are the maĆ®tre d in a swanky dining room, then being nattily attired fits the bill (pun intended).  A female exhibitionist, who is willing to tightly wrap herself in cleavage revealing tops and butt clinging skirts will arouse many a tip when choosing to ply her wears (pun intended) in the breastaurant business.
BURRITO EATING CONTESTANTS -- WHOVIAN ROBIN, THIRD FROM THE LEFT
I know a guy who works the floor at MADAME YES (see advertisement scrolling down the right side of this blog), and dresses gothic at his Madame Yes gig (a clothier of the darkest fashion), then ditches the body darts and collar of darkness for his silver tie clasp and crisp collar of milk at his other job as an accountant at City Hall. 

Henry David Thoreau referred to clothes as a false skin to gain a false respect.  Philosophically, Thoreau questioned how long people would really retain their relative rank if they were to be somehow divested of their clothes.   

Accordingly let us muse … if we all dressed alike, would our social status be determined by our worthiness, rather than by our worthy dress?   

Hmmm … maybe … maybe not.  (But what fun would it be?  See YAMMIE, pictured above, dressed as MIKASA, and see ROBIN, pictured above, wearing a sombrero, after a burrito-eating contest.)
FARMERS' MARKET NEIGHBOR DAVID (PURE T ORGANICS)
FAN EXPO, the comic book convention, is really an escape from the dress code convention.  
FAN EXPO is an escape from the blue and white collars of the workplace for the superhero capers of Fantasyland. 

And where is Waldo?

We are Waldo … and we are everywhere!
THE BUSKOLOGIST -- TAKEN BY GENE BODZIN (MOON DOG THEATRE)
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Sunday, May 4, 2014

MIRROR, MIRROR: I'M TOO SEXY FOR MY SELFIE


ME
My colleague, Anne, introduced “selfies” as a koinonia in her Grade 12 English class.  Some of the discussion led to selfies perchance, being connected to certain conditions of mental health disorders, such as the delusional and narcissistic traits of schizophrenia. 

Hmmm … is there a connection?  Likely not … but it is a topic worthy of blog exploration.

Selfies are certainly the rage, and I have learned of late, that selfies can be fun.  And  it seems, dear reader, that as you continue through this essay, that  I am hooked.  It shall be apparent that I simply love looking at myself!  And the more I see myself, the more I love myself, and the more I love myself, the more delusional I become with the fantasies that are within the possibility of my very sexy imaginative self.

Factoid:  I am a busker.  To be a busker takes a whole heap of confidence.  After years of guitar slinging on city sidewalks, I have that confidence.  I do believe that whenever  I am on a busk, I LOOK GOOD!  Is this being delusional and narcissistic?  Perhaps, but I shall let my readership decide.

The reason people want to LOOK GOOD is because of sex appeal.  Everyone (and I mean everyone statistically) wants to appear sexy in the eye and mind of others.  And what makes a person sexually appealing?  Being beautiful or handsome is certainly high on the list, but unfortunately (or fortunately) is only naturally awarded to a privileged few.   The physical attractiveness that makes these naturally- selected privileged few sexually appealing is referred to as STATIC ATTRACTIVENESS (Ronald Riggio, Cutting-Edge Leadership, 2013).

However, even if one is not so physically privileged, one can achieve sex appeal in other ways:  DYNAMIC ATTRACTIVENESS, CIRCUMSTANCE, and SELF-PRESENTATION.

Dynamic Attractiveness is the ability to attract by expressing by positive affect.  This includes a smiling face, expressive eyes, and general upbeat tempo.  Your body language is your Dynamic Attractiveness.

Circumstance can favor everyone.  The situations in which we operate our day-to-day affairs are a continual people challenge.  In any given day, we could meet, literally, a hundred other people.  And amongst those people (most of whom strangers), we are simply attracted to those who are attracted to us.  And anytime we experience excitement and arousal with a certain someone, the more attracted we become to that certain someone.

Self-Presentation is what we can do to your general appearance that can make us more physically attractive.  This includes our health habits, our hairstyle, and our wardrobe.  When people really want to change their lives, no matter their Static Attractiveness even, they often significantly alter their self-presentation.

Of the above strategies to improve sex appeal, the research suggests that the most sexually attractive feature is our SELF-PRESENTATION, the changeable aspects of ourselves over which we can control (Mehrabian and Blum, 1997).

Being attractive can be simple.  It's all about self-presentation.  Shower, shave, style your hair, and brush your teeth.  Purchase only clothes that fit you in a fashion you can tolerate; to dress for sexess (pun intended), decide on your signature style and then go for it.  Good posture is sexy, so stand up straight and keep those shoulders back.  Smile to present a positive and friendly attitude.  Keep kinetic to keep fit, to stay rid of that beer belly. 

ME


And last and important enough to allow a separate paragraph, depending on who you want to attract, try to look either masculine or feminine.  If you’re a male, hit the weights and muscle up.  If you’re a female, apply some make-up and wear clothes that accentuate your body, and show off your curves, your sexiness. The more positive your self-presentation, the more confidence you exude; and therefore, the charisma you exude (Neil Child, 2014).

As a male busker, I do take heed to be creative to attract consumers.  Such qualities as intelligence, humor, and artistic endeavor, I know are highly attractive to my consumers.  Since I am a male, I am referring to my female consumers, especially the Lamias.  In a line, I need to be appearing sexy to make money.

I just recently read of a study (Vinita Mehta, Head Games, 2014) in which 300 young women were solicited for their phone number on the street by a young male confederate in one of three conditions:  first, holding a guitar case; second, holding a sports bag; and third, holding nothing.

And the survey says!  The male confederate collected many more phone numbers when he was HOLDING THE GUITAR CASE! 

HA!  I’M TOO SEXY … and to confirm this, take a few moments and view my SELFIES!

My CHAUCERIAN PARADE for this week:


  • HANK’S POTATOES was there to greet me at Value Village.  We drank together for fifteen minutes, he had a Pepsi and I a Coke.

  • BARRIE, the Canadian sniper just back from Afghanistan, stopped for a quick chat.  Barrie’s mission now is to serve the Lord.

  • CHERRY, who is gorgeous and who is not now in a relationship took a few minutes to tell me this tidbit … wink-wink.

  • DIANNE, a faithful follower of this blog, made a three minute hi-and-good-bye pit stop.  (Take a mental note of the last picture on this blog, Dianne, I AM A REAL COWBOY!)

  • ADA, Manager of the FARMERS MARKET, who always encourages me to busk at the market, and has just encouraged me to draw caricatures, too, at the market.  She says I should charge ten bucks a pop.  (Yes, I’ve a talent for sketching portraits.)
ADA


  • ANGELA, owner and operator of ANGELA’S OWN, has been my frequent neighbour at the market.  Angela, always the good sport, always a treat to busk beside, helped me on my narcissist path this week, by shooting some pictures and modeling (below) for pictures.
ANGELA



Alas, to close this narcissistic laden fanfarade, please just look at my pictures again and again and again. 

ME
 
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ME


Really, dear readers … I’M TOO SEXY FOR MY SELFIE.


I AM A REAL COWBOY!