Somewhere along the way, getting dressed started to feel like naming a folder. Clean girl. Mob wife. Blokecore. Office siren. Tomato girl. Whimsymaxxing. Accessory-maxxing. There are still clothes involved: coats, sunglasses, jerseys, bows. But before anything reaches the wardrobe, it often needs a name. Fashion has always named things. The difference now is speed. “Core,” “girl,” “era,” “aesthetic” have turned style into a vocabulary game. But why are we “maxxing” everything