I’ve always tried to look like I thought a person like me should look. Which has worked out pretty well. My style of choice is kind of an unfortunate marriage between stripped-down goth chick and yuppie/hippie girl, depending on whether you see me tapping on my phone at the time or not. Whatever. It’s all damn comfortable. I have been told that it is evident I’m Jewish. I found that revelation odd, because I had never thought that I looked obviously Jewish before – had never thought about it one way or the other, even.
Few know what I think about anything. Most certainly can’t tell from my garments. People tend to not ask about my opinions. Something about me encourages others to talk, and I like listening. And I’m so taciturn I usually don’t say too much in any given conversation. At any rate, if folks looked they could probably deduce that I think too much, because that tends to be a characteristic of the goth, hippie, and fashion-inept populace-es. I think that it would tend to come as a surprise, however, that I love to go shooting and was a synchronized swimmer for 10 years or so, for instance.
Interesting question – whether my first impression to others shows me, the “real” me. Years of philosophy classes have trained me to reply that the answer to that question is inevitably No, because in one’s apprehension of any thing, what is apprehended is only ever one’s own consciousness’ construction of the thing, and not the thing itself. But of course, what you are asking about is if one can create one’s image such that it is mirrored in the mind of the beholder – whether we can arrange our appearance to match the preconceptions of the perceiver, so that the perceiver believes of us only what we wish her to believe. Perhaps if one were well tuned to cultural trends and knew the magic of manipulating one’s appearance – as, it seems, many of us are, and can.