Alright — if I had to wear one outfit for the rest of my life, it’s going to be something that lets me sit, stand, stress, snack, and spill ink without falling apart.
Black jeans. Slight stretch. Enough to sit cross-legged without cutting off circulation.
A soft, worn-in T-shirt — probably grey. Not because it’s stylish, but because it hides coffee stains better than white.
Layered with a dark button-up I’ll pretend is “smart casual” when needed.
Shoes? Comfortable. Always. Preferably ones that make no noise when I walk into a room.
Optional: hoodie for existential dread and cold meeting rooms.
No flashy brands. No tight collars.
Just an outfit that doesn’t argue with me — even when the rest of the day does.
Because if I’m wearing it forever, it better let me write, think, spiral, and recover — all in one go.
Ja(y)den D. Harper -Author Collective 
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