Fur

I think everything just has its own wrapping paper all over itself. A book has its book cover, sometimes, made of paperback, other times, made of cardboard. An album has its record sleeve, too. How do kids differentiate tigers from lions? By its fur color of course. A proverb goes that, don't judge a book by its cover. Well, it's just not so true. We have to admit that we always do the same thing, judging a book by its cover. We take a certain group of books from shelf which attract our attention by its covers. We see thousands of things passing by in our daily lives. Most of them will automatically fade away, while things that stay rooted in our minds are the so-called "taste." It's instinct. When you know, you know.

Some people care about what they wear and how they dress up. They define themselves by clothes, pants, and accessories. They also define others by their color, their fur. I took a two-line note from the movie, Confession of a Shopaholic. "It completely defines you," and "Underwear is a basic human right." The reason why I found the second one quite interesting is because that even when someone is nearly stripped, the last thing they will desperately keep is underwear. And that's also the last thing they will ask for. What a metaphor!

Clothes was for protection in the first beginning. And now, it's for impression, occasion, and definition.