Thursday, June 25, 2015

Fashion nonsense

Any of you that know me very well know that I am by no means a fashion expert. I wear sweat pants and converse tennis shoes way too often. I don't like to get my hair cut so I often look shaggier than I should. I don't color my hair so I have that dishwater blonde that no one would ever request and most wouldn't tolerate. My nails are jagged and natural, yeah, let’s say they are natural. And truth be known, I celebrate 'no shave November' two months longer than most Bass Pro shoppers. Maybe you've noticed.
Regardless I have a few opinions on the subject. I can handle a man in a leotard if he's a dancer or a gymnast or aspiring to be but I don't know what to do with the man in the hotel hobby in a black leotard and a sports bra. He doesn't fit into any of the categories that society has taught me to acknowledge. Maybe I am condescending, judgmental, or a backwoods redneck hick; I can own that. Forgive me, but then tell me what does it mean if a grown man is wearing a sports bra in public (or elsewhere)?
In my travels I see many things that I just don't understand. Most recently I have noted more and more entire families with colored hair. Mom has blue streaks, Dad has purple, one kids has green, the other has orange. My boys are probably glad we didn't do the family hair dyeing trend because I would have made them having matching or at the very least coordinating colors like their Easter outfits or our Christmas pajamas. I wonder if it was the mom's idea. Did she beg the dad to participate? Did they lose a bet? Did they fight over who got which color?
Speaking of pajamas when did it become acceptable to wear your sleeping clothes out in public? It's been allowed for some time to drag through Wal-Mart in nighties you would never wear anywhere else but the airports are crawling with grown women in footy pajamas and no bra! I have a simple rule: if you're schedule is so tight that you don't have time to put on under garments you should skip something else from your morning routine. Or better yet if you know you are going to have get up early to be at the airport by 10:00 o'clock maybe just sleep in your sports bra.
People are full of fashion rules about what color shoes should be worn after Labor Day, walking in heels the correct way, and chipped and flaking toe nail polish with sandals. I have one more rule specifically for the heavy girl and then I will put on my tie dye T-shirt and walk away. Just because it comes in your size doesn't mean you should wear it. I tip the scales that way too so I understand. If you want to wear a bathing suit on the beach you run a definite risk of being referred to as a beached whale and that’s ok. It happens to the best of us but please don't parade around the mall in a tube top and booty shorts. It kills my fashion appetite.

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