Relay Column: Clothing & Treatise as a Treat (Satoru Kato)

Clothing Yourself in Your Favorite Fashion

It seems I just love clothes. Instead of being interested in food, my attention is directed towards clothing. At one point, I even pondered how I could be mistaken for a shop clerk. I'm that enamored with fashion, to the point that my closet looks like the backstage of a fashion show.

But when did I start loving clothes? When I think back, I believe it began in high school. I chose a school where we wore casual clothes, and my interest in clothing and hairstyles never waned. There were many people in my class who were particular about their outfits, and I was strongly influenced by them for three years. At that time, charismatic hairstylists graced the pages of magazines. We would get excited about wanting to go to that salon or wear the same brand of clothes, and my knowledge grew without me even realizing it.

I'll never forget the thrill of buying designer clothes for the first time. I didn't really understand, but I felt something was different. I wasn't concerned about the material or the silhouette; I didn't even have a desire to know those things. I was just elated to be wearing clothes bearing a designer's name. I didn't care if my friends noticed I was wearing those clothes. Just the fact that I was wearing clothes from a designer I admired in a magazine was enough to satisfy me.