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Showing posts with label vanity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vanity. Show all posts

Saturday, January 29, 2011

What to Wear

I had a whole rant planned on the failings of clothes for tween girls using these shorts as evidence for my point. But the whole thing just left me empty so this is my message. You can wear these shorts with a tiny tank top all you want as long as you don't leave the yard. Off the property demands that you wear longer shorts and a proper t-shirt. The message here is that while you have a beautiful body you don't need to share it with everyone. Clothes provide helpful boundaries for decorum. Years ago a friends 15 yr old daughter was riding the train to Eugene from Bellingham. She was scantily clad in short shorts, halter top and flip flops. Her mother asked "are you planning on having sex on the train"? Of course the answer was no and so the daughter was sent back to her room to rethink her travel clothes. Sexuality is so out there these days being sold in the form of bikinis and tramp stamps for 5 yr olds. It's confusing for everyone, age appropriate dress is under fire as we are force fed the overt sexuality of youth culture. I am still amazed by grown women in business settings who sport plunging necklines. Breasts are beautiful things but do you really want everyone checking them out while you're delivering a presentation on water safety? You have to ask yourself this.

There, I have officially branded myself as old and conservative, oh well.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

No Problem


It was my birthday on Saturday. It was a sunny day and I listened to the Beatles, Good Day Sunshine, it was nice. A friend called to extend to me some birthday wishes and we talked for a bit and then she asked about my feelings around my birthday. I told her I felt okay, and I do. I have never been a person who needed a lot of recognition around my birthday. Certainly I like a little and I seem to get it. This year was no exception. There was some build up, some plans for fun and a meal, some anticipation around gifts. I had been working a bit feverishly up until my birthday and I had to take care of some details on my birthday and then I had just had to work like a demon the next day. That was okay. There was one strange little thing that happened though. A few days before my birthday I got thinking about my mother and started to feel pretty sad. I miss her a lot and somehow the whole birthday thing feels a bit lonely without a call from her. There is nothing to do about it. I had a little weep away from everyone who might hear me and went on with my day. Pearl baked me a cake and neighbors came over for drinks and I made a nice dinner for us.

Of course it is a strange business getting older. You gain things and lose things as time marches on pulling us along with it. I did what I could to stay young. I started school early so I was younger than my classmates, I dated older men so that I was always younger by contrast but these days things seem to be evening out. Mark is only a year older than me and for the first time in my life most of my friends are about my age. I have some younger people in my life too and I enjoy being able to offer words of advice based on longer experience. I don't hate my body, in fact I think I look pretty good for my age. I am comfortable with where I am in my life and who I am as a 46 year old woman. So to answer that question again, I have no trouble with my birthday, with the mechanics of it at any rate. I am looking forward to the future but I do miss the past a little as well.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Brazilian Economy



A snarky friend commented recently on Facebook that in about 6 months we'd be seeing some frowny faces of people who can no longer afford their Botox shots. This is only the tip of the iceberg. A few weeks earlier as I struggled with whether or not to get my hair cut, at $60 bucks a crack, I figured the money was better used elsewhere, on food or gas for example. Of course I could not stop there being in possession of the thought process of a ninth grade boy I started to think about all the poor furry pussies who 's owners could no longer afford to have them waxed and maintained. It's horrifying when you stop to think about it. The millions of once smooth southern oasis' now stubbled and unshorn. Brazilians gone awry. This downturn in the economy is affecting the seen, the unseen and the unimaginable. Will we see a return to more visible body hair in these hard economic times? Braided armpits, furry necks and backs, unwaxed lips, north and south. It affects men and women alike. Will friends get together secretly for waxing parties, the dreaded home job? As you know it's pretty hard to rip the hair off your own labia.

Personally, I am considering a small skirt to wear over my swimsuit to deal with this problem, it's cheaper than a full waxing and will last all summer.
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