Thanks, Birds, and More Dressing Up
Does this look like something Seuss? I hope so! 
Recently our theater group did Seussical the Musical; to celebrate the occasion, I added feather boa to these fur-topped boots and wore them with my jeans tucked in. lol Allow me to point out that the performers got a kick out of the gesture. Not literally. *chuckle*
That’s all, folks! Happy Thanksgiving! We have much to be thankful for, do we not?
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Playing Dress Up
The hero and I, dressed up for a party we attended recently:
My outfit:
- My old Gunne Sax, from the ’70s.
- My boots, from the ’70s.
- Dd2’s wig, which she uses for theatre. (She was kinda creeped out seeing me in it, since we look a little bit alike.)
His outfit:
- Vest his dad made for his mom, in the ’70s, from a kit.
- T-shirt given to Dd1 by a relative a few years ago. Front is a record store logo, back is a slogan mentioning the ’70s.
- Wristband, authentically his from the 70s.
- His old jeans, which he split up the side seams in order to insert the calico bell-bottom effect. The fabric he used coordinated with the dress I was planning on wearing; planning on wearing, that is, until he zipped it up for me, which action was quickly followed by, “get it off! I can’t breathe”. lol
- Note also the leather thongs hanging down the sides, coordinating with the moccasins (not from the ’70s).
Playing dress up, in this case, was in honor of a friend’s birthday which we were celebrating with ’70s murder mystery. This was our first murder mystery; I would definitely do it again!
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A Disturbing Fashion Adventure
In connection with a project for school, some friends and I went to the most upscale mall in Spokane dressed as street people, to see if we’d be acknowledged in the nice stores. 
Certainly we were not given the respect we were later when we went back shopping in our regular clothes; however, the most disturbing aspect of the experience for me was how creepy I felt about acting like that. Because, of course, my body language and character of interaction had to change in order for me to become a bag lady.
The humor in this outfit is the knit hat: The knit hat I actually bought new at Banana Republic last year. BR was actually one of the stores I went into dressed like this. To make it look worn, because it hasn’t been, I lint-brushed it backwards! lol
In discussing this project with one of our classes, the group concluded that many of us are denied the service needed to accomplish the purchases we are planning to make - even if we have the money.
My advice to those who can’t get waited on is two-fold:
- Carry a prop. A bag from an expensive store in the same mall, filled with tissue, works really well.
- If that fails, shop online.
My advice to retailers: Customer service can overcome nearly every customer objection. The only one I think it really can’t overcome is not having what the customer wants. If you want to compete with online shopping and come out on top, you need to make the shopping experience pleasant!
The winner of the (imaginary) customer service award for this experiment was Macy’s.
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Do the Men in the Office “Get” the Ladies’ Clothes?
Find this post and others on modesty at The Modesty Blog Carnival at Is This Modest. 
For your amusement, and no other reason, I offer this small polemic essay, which I was required earlier in the quarter to write. Sadly, while according to the professor this is true and well-written, I have been unable to find a suitable venue (Letters to the Editor, etc) where it would be accepted for publication. Nevertheless, I enjoyed it, and hoped you might too!
Pardon Me, Your Underwear is Showing
Forgive me for pointing out the obvious, but shouldn’t anyone who can hold a job also be able to tell the difference between a skirt and a slip? A blouse and a bra? Trousers and tights? How is it that women today attain professional status without being able to distinguish between workwear and underwear? Like the proverbial emperor, they have been hoodwinked by enterprising clothiers; nevertheless, their colleagues see their nakedness.
That women enjoy men’s ignorance is demonstrated by their indifference. If a male co-worker declared her “cami” not a shirt, today’s professional woman might respond condescendingly that it is the style these days. Or perhaps she’d just smile, pat him on the head, and ignore the comment altogether.
Seemingly some basics of interpersonal communication are being overlooked in many offices. Clothing conveys a message. Many men, and not a few women, do not speak What Not to Wear. Professional women wearing underwear as business clothing run the very real risk of being misunderstood.
Guys, why not just be honest? Walk right up to that colleague and say, “Excuse me, did you know you forgot your shirt?”
Ladies, at least have the decency to be embarrassed when you realize you’re not wearing any clothes.
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