Very easy:
-Black track shoes (but can be any dark ones, really)
-Jeans (can be sport suit pants as well,dark)
-Blouse (stripes and white zipper in my opinion adds some nice effect to it)
-Black,thin,material gloves with cutted fingertips (you can make ones yourself if you find right ones with whole fingers, I haven't found such)
Behind this outfit there are two stories which I'd like to share with you. One from my high school and another from...London.
From high school first:
I didn't have gloves of course but my outfit was pretty similar to this one. I was in locker-room in school in the morning. There was also another guy from my class, who I didn't like for being...not nice person at all, also to teachers (no respect, some people think that if they achieve some success in sport then they are stars that can do everything they want. No, it doesn't work like that). He was wearing black converse shoes,extremally tight pants (or those were leggings? Who the hell knows...I don't care) and a sweater with red and dark blue stripes which looked like oversized pajamas. Add to it dark emo hairstyle and huge,red,checkered backpack and you will see his image. Why did I remember his look so good? 1.You know your enemy.2.i never knew such person dressing like that.3.This morning his outfit and mine changed karma.
Our high school was together with middle school. So people sometimes mixed on corridors. Our lockers were on middle school's side. He went out first, I was leaving like...several steps behind him. From the opposite direction two,really tall guys from middle school approached us. They were as tall as him and all 3 guys were like...180cm or more. I am 174 so...And suddenly i hear dull BANG.And see him loosing coordination. One of guys hit him with his shoulder so heavily that on whole corridor you could hear that dull hit sound. I was just behind him, and I though "No way, you won't touch me". Belive me or not, but although they were looking at me, and could attack as well (we were alone on corridor, camera was further), that guy...moved his arm to himself to avoid touching me. I was like "Fuck yeah!" but then i understood how outfit makes your life different.
I was on the completely different side of barricade in London in 2012 when I was on a trip with my friends and a large group of younger people than us. We were going to London Eye. Queue was long,there were lots of people but we were moving slowly towards. Once at the long time someone had to show his backpack to security guy, normal thing right? Suddenly I was choosen. Asian middle aged guy from security, in bright yellow jacket asked me to stop and to tell me what I have in backpack. I told the truth, some food, a book, and few other stuff. He asked with a smile, politely "No alcohol?" I said "No I'm not drinking". Still he asked me to I show him my backpack inside. I did. He told me to go and gave a sign to someone. After few steps a Mt. Mont Blanc grown up in front of me. This guy was really big, also from security but with...metal detector. Belive me or not, everyone were looking at me like I was going to kill 20 people on London eye when he was searching on me something metal. Luckilly everything went well and I was able to move on. Was I really looking that dangerous? I have no idea but maybe yes when comparing my look to most of 20 years old guys (or 18 that time). Or maybe they just played too much of GTA IV? Answer by yourself.
