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Does posting on Instagram retire an outfit?

In a generation that believes new is trendy, can we make rewearing cool?



Scroll through Instagram long enough and an unspoken rule emerges. An outfit, once posted, has completed its very short, tragically famous, lifecycle. To wear it again, especially on camera, can feel like breaking an unspoken contract with the internet, one that prizes novelty above all else. 



Amidst the many PR collaborations and wardrobe hauls, one seldom sees an outfit twice. People are constantly building new identities, and with an algorithm rebuilding itself faster than lightning, fashion is going through a virtual, rapid metamorphosis to keep up. Outfits are more than signals of taste, but of creativity, novelty and aesthetic freshness, being equated to being more interesting, more relevant, more up-to-date.


Fashion, once seasonal, is now turning into momentary, micro-lived virtual shows. Instagram has collapsed the boundary between self-expression and self-promotion. Each post becomes a small branding exercise, a visual update that reassures the audience (and perhaps ourselves) that we are evolving. The strange part is how quickly this all feels normal. Of course the dress only exists for one night. Of course the jacket belongs to a specific post. Of course the joy is brief. We’ve accepted this pace without really questioning it. 


The trend has turned into a short-lived validation loop where an outfit may not truly feel complete when it leaves the house, but it is complete when it makes it to the feed. 


And yet.


My younger brother owns a jumper he loves. He wears it recurrently. To dinners. To casual plans. In photos. Multiple times. Same jumper, different occasions, unapologetically. No strategic digital rotation, no concern for whether it’s been ‘seen before’.  He just… likes it. Watching this is unexpectedly comforting. To have so much love for a clothing item, that you simply cannot get enough of it and can’t want to flaunt it in every picture. 


There is something very chic about knowing what works and refusing to overexplain it. About wearing the same coat through different winters, letting it gather memory instead of dust. About allowing clothes to age alongside you rather than audition for relevance.


Instagram may thrive on the new. But style, at its best, has always been about return.


The return to favourites. To aged, to pre-loved, to being chosen, time and again. Proudly. 


Perhaps the future of style isn’t about endless reinvention, but simply about permission. Permission to like something for longer than a moment. To wear it again without apology. To let clothes live real lives, not just photogenic ones.


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