Let us return, dear reader, to a time when my birthday suit didn't need ironed.
Flashback to the early 1980s, if you would indulge me for a moment. I'm out of school, in my own apartment...it's the weekend, and we are deep into the age of (dare I say it?) disco. Everyone I know is going to be dancing somewhere this weekend and I need something to wear. The current stash is critiqued:
- It has to be stylish. I won't even consider some of the things I've worn recently, unless I can accessorize them into a totally different look.
- The colors have to pop...or at least have some sort of embellishment that will make my outfit pass for fashionable.
- The heels on my shoes must be as high as I can stand them...and I'm planning to dance in them. If blisters occur, so be it. It's only for a night and dagnabbit, I've got the fever...I caught it from John Travolta (who I consider a hottie).
- Satin? Yes. Silk? Yes. Sequins? Sure. Go for it. More jewelry than necessary? Absolutely. Fully made up, for sure.
How we presented ourselves used to be crucial to our spot on the social scene.
What happened in 2019?
I'm not talking about changing tastes in fashion but attitudes. I've chuckled to myself over my own past choices more than once and I'll bet everyone has done that from time to time. Tell your children and grandchildren you did it in anticipation of their need for amusement in later years. There's no other way to justify Davy Crockett hats, poodle skirts, leather jackets in summer, crocheted vests, fringed purses, Peter Max illustrated jackets, disco wear, saggy pants, over sized newsboy caps, mohawks, tight jeans, loose jeans, velvet, and thousands of other clothing that came and went.
Don't you think we dressed at the whim of the fashion and entertainment gurus? Be honest. You can't make those craze-driven choices up. Even more amazingly, someone sat in a clothing company pow-wow and submitted ideas for each and every item. And they were right from a financial standpoint. It pains me to say so because each one of those stupid trends were huge at different points in our history of trying to avoid being naked.
Is part of aging the fact that you care more...or less? Has the bar been lowered to "just cover the parts that might make this life rated R." Or do we, the geezer hierarchy of the world, think about it more in terms of what pleases us as individuals? Do you care more about comfort or less about how you look? Are your choices more utilitarian...or on a whim?
The part of my brain that shouts "I just want comfort!" is next door neighbors with the gray matter that mocks new style on occasion and shares a backyard with the lobe that says one blouse is acceptable over another one.
One of my current forms of fashion rebellion (I may have skipped teenage rebellion and I want all I'm entitled to in this life...so I'll do it now) is to purposefully wear something that is out of my comfort level, just because I can. As I type, I'm looking at garish purple sparkly nail polish. It makes me laugh (how weird am I?). A six-year-old little girl asked me if I painted my nails...then quickly followed with a question about whether my mama knew I painted my nails. I could feel that disapproval, ha ha.
I may be the lady with purple hair one day, by choice; in fact, I've thought about making all my wardrobe one color. Specifically, one ridiculous color -- like purple or silver.
Does all this mean I care more about how I dress...or less? Or have I finally dressed for that audience of one? And does that mean I'm firmly in the geezer zone?
- If you dress without any input from any outside source...
- If you don't give a flip about the new fashion...
- If you wear message shirts without considering the audience...
- If you've sworn off women's high heels or men's work oxfords...
- If you will answer the door wearing ANYTHING without regret...
- If you finally, for once, dress with impunity...
YOU MIGHT BE A GEEZER.
My dear husband has informed me that his retirement will start with a complete closet of comfort shoes and Hawaiian shirts. Good for him. I may help him by making sure they all are coordinated with my purple everything.
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