He reads the style journals like a dutiful devotee. They tell him exactly what to wear, how it should fit, and where to buy it. He's shown red carpet photos touted as the most stylish moments of the season. The more he strives to achieve these stylish new heights, he journeys deeper into a void - a trap of self. In his emulation of today's fashion, the man grows more disconnected from discovering, developing, and expressing real style - his own voice.
His awareness grows that he's become an outward imitation. With every choice reflecting other forms, the man has neglected to define a visage of his own. The celebrity-laden influences pull him further from ever being attuned to himself. The man is overcome with the knowledge that he's wearing someone else's clothes, thinking someone else's thoughts, and living someone else's dream.
His vantage begins to turn from what was imitation to inner reflection. Through a study of his countenance, complexion, and stature, the man finds true direction. Realization washes over. Before, his efforts were to achieve a sense of completion by following an ever-changing stream of influences. Now, he sees 'completion' as anathema.
Ultimately, the man sees that style isn't about clothing in itself. Clothing is but a medium to communicate personality and point of view. The end goal is to achieve a direct connection with others, and clothing can be one tool in this. He must use color and proportion to, as Alan Flusser explains, subtly lead the eye to one's face. Thus, he must make choices with the color of his complexion in mind, and explore garments that bring his stature into a cumulative harmony