More than ever, men seem to have lost their connection with style. That quiet but powerful language that once said everything before a man ever spoke.

Walk into any room, any office, any café in a capital city, and what do you see? T-shirts, jeans, sneakers. Uniforms of safety and invisibility. The man in the corner looks just like the man behind the counter, who looks just like the man on the metro. When did we flatten the male image into something so bland, so expressionless?

Could we say that men are in a kind of crisis? Not one of politics or economy, but something quieter and far deeper. A crisis of identity.

For centuries, clothing played an essential role in the life of a man. It wasn’t just about covering the body; it was about communicating who he was. What he stood for. What he dreamed of. Whether it was the war paint of a tribal leader, the decorated uniform of a general, the tailored silhouette of a statesman, the velvet collar of a bohemian artist, or a crown for the king, clothes were part of the ritual of becoming. A man did not just put them on but stepped into them.

Every transition in life was once marked by attire. From boyhood to manhood. From the battlefield to the boardroom. From sorrow to seduction. Men prepared for war not just with weapons but with beautiful uniforms and artifacts during centuries. They dressed for death with honor. They marked their artistry with eccentricity. There was pride in the aesthetic, as they even decorated themself with jewelry and makeup. There was strength in the silhouette.

Today, for many, that ritual is gone. Don’t get me wrong, this is not an odd against comfort but against conformism.

Now, when a man shows too much care for his appearance, he’s often labeled as vain, feminine, frivolous, or unserious. In a world where many women have learned to use image as both self-care and communication, many men have withdrawn, hiding behind neutrality. But style was never meant to be loud or shallow but rather intentional.

Ask any woman what confidence looks like, and she will give you a completely different answer than a man would, describing strength. Presence. Power. These aren’t superficial desires. They’re deeply rooted in the male psyche, in the masculine archetypes that a man has to embrace along his life and self-development. Form the boy into the ultimate king, embodying the warrior, lover, and magician.

In my work with styling clients, I’ve heard the same requests again and again:

“I want more structure. More shoulders. More character. I want to look powerful, I want to look like a gentleman, strong, mysterious, etc.”

They don’t ask to look pretty. They ask to look solid. To look capable. They want to feel like warriors. Statesmen. Lovers. Artists. Fathers. Kings.

Because deep down, they know clothes aren’t decoration. Clothes are a declaration.

Look to those who understood this: David Bowie with his shapeshifting glam look. Bob Dylan in his poetic, anti-establishment cool. Muhammad Ali in crisp suits that said he was a champion outside the ring too. John Lennon with his iconic round glasses and military jackets. Even Daft Punk behind their helmets or Elvis Presley with his unforgettable flair! Every one of them turned appearance into artistry. They claimed their image as part of their message.

It is not just nostalgia. It’s a callback to a forgotten truth: that style is important not because of trends, but because of meaning.

A man in alignment with his style is a man in alignment with himself. You can feel it when he walks into the room. There’s something in the way he moves, stands, and carries the space around him. If his appearance matches his character, his ambition, and his greatness, it creates an undeniable presence and silent status. One that doesn’t shout but rather resonates with his character, ambition, and purpose.

Style becomes the quiet armor for purpose. A tool for the journey. A symbol of maturity.

A man who embraces his image has often begun to embrace himself. And that, in the eyes of many women, is not only attractive but also deeply inspiring. Because we’re not drawn to just a suit, a leather jacket, a uniform, or an outfit. We’re drawn to the man who knows why he’s wearing it and who has embodied it. And that is truly sexy to see!

So here’s a question—for all of us, but especially for the men still dressing like boys:

What are you trying to say by what you wear?

And is it worthy of the man you’re becoming?

Because clothing, in the end, is not about being seen; it is about knowing who you are and embracing yourself fully. Men long to enter their purpose and mission in life, and clothes can help them to do so when they are beautifully aligned with their greatness and essence.