The following was an interesting post from an Alpha-in-training (learning from Sir Titus) named @thealphatanks regarding the importance of an Alpha’s look and wardrobe.
Since discovering that there is more to me than being just another gay man with a rampant sex drive and primal side in the bedroom, I began addressing how I present myself in public and the intention behind my choices. While being blessed with a pelt that makes a faggot’s pussy moist, In my early 20s, it changed from black to a salt and pepper coat. The change in my fur started a dissonance in my core, and I started to dislike how going grey made me feel, so I made a few cosmetic changes. The one thing that changed the most was my clothing; it allowed me to show myself in the manner I truly wanted.
My mentor, Alpha Titus, wrote an entry entitled Clothes Maketh The Man. This has been rattling around in my brain as of late, well Sunday, to be exact. In his writing, he associated what we wear, and how it has become sexualized to the classes from Dungeons & Dragons. It was interesting to see that I float between three of these classes each month. The fourth is during my intramural football seasonal; Barbarian, Druid, Monk, and Wizard. Every time I change my clothes, it caused my mindset to change as well.
Here is a brief rundown of my classes and their associated clothing:
- Barbarian – team jersey for when I play intramural football
- Druid – jeans, and boots (combat or cowboy), my everyday apparel
- Monk – my gym gear; tank top with shorts/leggings
- Wizard – my leather and fetish gear
Let’s get back to Sunday; I was preparing for my weekly progress pics with my trainer when I saw something off with my look. Not my posing form, not my bed head, not the face I was making; it was my posing trunks, a small thing to many but to me, it changed how I was presenting myself. My appearance wasn’t that of an amateur bodybuilder but rather a “bro” trying to fake it. I lowered the sides of the waistband from resting on my hips to being flat across my lower abs. This minor change framed my physique differently and produced some great progress pics, this is now my new normal and has inspired a wardrobe switch out.
For a while now, I have been playing a game called “laundry lotto” as I am putting away my t-shirts and tank tops I do a vertical midline fold inward and stack them. I don’t put my favorite shirt on top but stack them as they come out of the basket. Creating randomness to my look and less I have to worry about when getting dressed in the morning. I still coordinate my dress shirt, jeans, and boots to present an image that is calm yet commanding. There are moments where I missed the days when I knew what I had to wear to work every day; life seemed much simpler then.
Even with being a Druid during the majority of my day, I still like to fly under the radar, quiet, friendly, and carefree until my other side is required; to coin a phrase, Approαchable AF. A useful tool when you need to interface with other departments of your company. While I have to maintain a certain level of professional appearance, it doesn’t mean that I can’t make myself look sexually attractive during my day.
When it is time for me to change for the gym, people can tell the “gainzzz” with be plentiful and the pump maximum. I wear a tank top as a statement of body positivity and because I enjoy how I look in them. A few years ago, I was told by a random person at my gym that I was too hairy to wear a tank; ever since that day, they are all I wear. I make adjustments to by bottoms depending on the workout that day, temperature, and most recently to show my progress. I have started carrying two pairs of shoes; Metcons for lifting and New Balance for jogging afterward. The ultimate goal is to feel proud of myself and show how much work I put in every day. The added benefit is catching the attention and sexual desires of potential prey, but this is not that story.
Getting ready for the few nights a month when I hit the bars, means my leather harness with either Monk or Barbarian gear. These nights are all for sport, knowing that someone in the bar wants me, fuels my night to be more powerful. There are two bars locally I frequent; one is the first bar I went to after ending my 14-year relationship, the other is where my “gear family” lives. I know that regardless of the night or bar, I will laugh, dance, drink, and conquer.
Then comes late Summer and early Fall when football season hits, it’s time to become the full Barbarian. I have only missed one season due to college classes, I will not make that mistake again. The hyper-masculine side of me thrives when titans clash on a field of green. In a few seasons I have learned to play both sides of the line, my favorite by far is a defensive tackle. However, an offensive guard is also fun when I stop a more intimidating player in his tracks, being that I am of smaller stature. While no one comes to my games to support me, I’m proud of how I feel when I’m wearing my team colors.
Ultimately, we all get lost in the daily rut of our lives, not thinking about how we present ourselves while in the wild. Whether Predator or prey, we must endeavor to take pride in who we are and our place in the Hierarchy. Always, take one final look at yourself before leaving home or after visiting the restroom. Asking yourself, “Is this is how I want to present myself to the world-at-large?”
You never know who is watching!
MY ADDITIONAL COMMENT:
As a faggot, I’ve always been grateful for places like Tumblr because I get a chance to peek into the unfiltered thoughts of Alpha Males. I’ve learned a lot about Alpha mentality through life experience, but Men don’t share so much with the faggot they’re fucking. So this is always nice.
The one thing I’ve always emphasized about Men – they are much deeper than they appear on the surface. Alphas especially. So much of the world revolves around and flows through Men and their activities, and this constant bombardment is kept in check by a stern, placid facade. But beneath that are complicated ruminations on a wide variety of concerns.
Ten years ago, I would’ve said that my Alpha didn’t care one bit about his clothes (I still might be inclined to say that). But listen to these powerful Men speak here in this safe space. It’s beautiful and revelatory, to me.