I have multipersonality disorder - in a very good way, of course - when it comes to my fashion choices.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I love fashion, and I love how it makes me feel, but it doesn't rule my life.
I'm aware of people's association with me and fashion and I certainly take that role on for some occasions, but it doesn't dominate my thoughts all the time.
Fashion isn't something I madly follow. I tend just to wear what I like and what fits me well.
Fashion is in my blood. Growing up, I was always clacking around the house in my mother's shoes.
I love fashion and am not scared to deviate from the norm.
I'm not going to say that I'm perfect. I do have fashion crises.
I've always loved fashion, but it's not what I set out to do.
I've never felt that I've had some great fashion sense of my own - I tend to wear what my wife tells me to wear.
I've had to make friends with an awful lot of bad fashion choices.
Fashion somehow, for me, is purely and happily irrational.