Have you ever noticed walking down the street, all dressed up, that there seems to be a silent form of conversation between you and passers by. You exchange (dis)approving glances, you notice that up-and-down glare, you feel the gaze zoom on a particular item. And all of it has a meaning which you tacitly understand. Fashion, much like language, is a fascinating form of expression. Possibly even in the Chomskyan sense. Here's why:
Much like words, articles of clothing are assigned arbitrary meaning that we all agree on. So for example, a certain type of white gown is seen in many cultures as wedding attire and wearing it on any other occasion would be considered inappropriate. There appears to be a "grammar" governing how we can combine them. Tracksuit pants with sneakers mean something different from tracksuit pants with high heels. The meaning can also change depending on context. Jeans worn on a night out mean something different than jeans worn in the workplace. Different cultures assign vastly different arbitrary meanings to clothing. While white clothing is suitable for weddings in the West, in certain Eastern cultures it is reserved for funerals. Finally, rules change over time - a century ago it was inconceivable that a woman could wear pants, while today it is an every day occurrence.
This would in turn suggest that, whether you consider yourself to be fashionably inclined or not, what you wear communicates something about you. For some that message might be “I care so little I would be happiest in pj's", and for others "I love fashion so much I could wear heels to bed". Regardless of what your message is, it should be equally acceptable and free of judgement. So if you happen to care about fashion as much as you care about yesteryear's snow that is fine with me. What is absolutely not fine is being judged as shallow just because I do.
shirt: J Crew
bracelet: Banana Republic