No One Takes You Seriously Because You Look Like Mess
Beauty privilege is real. Deny it, and you’re playing life on hard mode.
Maybe the best skill you can have in life isn’t one you learn—it’s one you wear.
Good looks.
Yeah, I said it.
The cheat code nobody likes to admit. One that buys you better treatment. Higher paychecks. And wider opportunities.
But I see you. Sitting there, scrolling, maybe scoffing because you don’t think this applies to you. Because you’re not a model or some golden child blessed with perfect genes.
Well, guess what? Neither am I.
I wasn’t born with a movie-star face or a billionaire’s wardrobe. But I’ve learned something powerful over the years:
It’s not about being good-looking. It’s about looking good.
Because when you know how to do that? You rewrite the rules. You create your own privilege. And you do it so well that even those who’ve been coasting on their looks start wondering how you’re pulling it off.
And the best thing is, it's easier than you think.
So keep reading, because what I’m about to share will flip your entire approach upside down. And yeah, you’ll probably hate me for making it sound so simple.
Gut Feeling Never Lies
Let me tell you a little story.
A couple of days ago, I was strolling through a train station when I crossed paths with a guy. Decked out head-to-toe in a tracksuit, sneakers so absurdly shaped they looked like spider legs wrapped around his feet.
He was FaceTiming someone, talking loud enough to make sure everyone within a 10-meter radius knew he existed.
The walk. The voice. The clothes. Everything about him screamed trouble. Like he was the type of guy who’d walk into a library blasting techno from a boombox, then complain that nobody there knew how to party.
But hey, who am I to judge? Only God can do that.
So I kept walking, chalking it up to paranoia, but then—bam.
Seconds later, I heard the commotion. Cops rushing toward him, shutting down whatever scheme he was trying to pull.
Turns out, my gut was right.
The lesson?
Clothes DO Make The Man—Or Rather, They Hand You the Script, and You Start Playing the Part
Zuck Knew It All Along
Years ago, Mark Zuckerberg popularized the whole “minimalist genius” act. Same gray T-shirt, same jeans. Claimed it saved him precious brainpower for the big stuff, like revolutionizing the internet.
Then fast-forward to his legal troubles, we see him in court rocking tailored suits and fancy watches. And when the narrative shifts again, he’s all about MMA training, sweat-soaked and rugged, like a warrior monk reinventing himself.
You think all these wardrobe changes are accidents? Hell no.
They’re Signals—Carefully Crafted to Fit the Narrative He Wants You to Buy
First, we had the hoodie-wearing genius. The Simple Dude Zuck—just another everyday guy who made millions thanks to a simple idea.
Then, the Responsible Zuck, ready to face the fire and prove he’s got the maturity to handle the power he built.
And finally, we’ve got the Alpha Zuck. A man embracing raw physical power. Someone who discovered testosterone was the missing ingredient all along.
The Subtle Art of Looking Like You Run the Room
With the two examples above, something should be glaringly obvious.
I wasn’t talking about physical, gene-related looks.
The guy at the train station? He wasn’t hideous.
Zuck? Not exactly a Hollywood heartthrob.
One broadcasts distrust.
The other projects authority, resilience, or whatever the hell Mark wants you to believe that week.
You’ve got that power too, no matter what you look like.
The Way You Present Yourself Is a Trojan Horse for Influence
It’s about the signals you send, the expectations you set, the mold you decide to pour yourself into.
Anyone can start today—right now—crafting a look that forces the world to treat them exactly the way they want to be treated.
You can strut around in hoodies or tailored suits depending on what you’re trying to sell the world. Genius in a hoodie? Corporate shark in a suit? Sure, they both work.
But to me, if you really want to play the game right, you’ve got to lean on one word that’s been trampled and left for dead in today’s slob culture:
Elegance.
Elegance is authority without arrogance. It’s presence without desperation.
Not style. Not fashion. Elegance.
10 Quick Fixes to Boost Your Elegance
I’m not here to spoon-feed you the same recycled “dress for success” nonsense.
What I’m giving you is the bedrock baseline to start heading toward that spot where elegance start speaking for you.
I’m not a fashion guru. I’m not here to play Mr. Style Icon. But I’ve picked up a few fundamentals over the years—simple rules that can make you more elegant.
So let’s lay 10 basics:
Start in Layers. Don’t leap from hoodies and sweatpants to $1000 suits like some kid raiding his dad’s closet. You have to earn the right to wear suits. Elegance is a ladder you climb, rung by rung.
Suits Aren’t The Endgame. Stop treating tailored fabric like some magical finish line. Elegance isn’t just suits. It’s effort, precision, and the right pieces at the right time.
Stick To Timeless Styles. Forget the latest hype. Classic cuts, classic colors—the kind of pieces that looked sharp 50 years ago and will look just as sharp 50 years from now.
Dump The Sneakers. Invest in quality leather shoes (see my previous post for that). The kind that doesn’t just look good—it gets better with age.
Ditch The T-Shirts. Shirts are your new go-to. Roll the sleeves up when the occasion calls for it, but don’t walk around like some slob whose clothes are an afterthought.
Kill The Logos. If people can spot the brand from across the room, you’ve already lost. Big logos are for teenagers flexing at the mall.
Never Skimp On Quality. Those cheap $10 knock-offs that “look” classy? They’ll fall apart within a year. Start slow, buy less, but buy better. Pieces that actually last.
(For Men) Wear Jewelry. Rings, watches. Little details that finish your style. The stuff that tells people you planned this look, not just stumbled into it.
Take A Damn Shower. Smell good. Smell great. Because nothing kills elegance faster than stinking up a room.
Dress with Purpose. I get it, you’re itching to show off that killer coat you scored off Vinted. But it’s 30°C outside, and you strutting around like it’s the dead of winter just makes you look like a fool. Timing is part of elegance.
Did I miss something?
Like I said, I’m just a guy who learned a few tricks the hard way.
But maybe you’ve got something I haven’t figured out yet.
What’s your killer move for looking instantly better?
Tell me.