Apparently I am old. How that happened is another story for another day, but I blame my sons. One recently turned 33, the other will soon be 35. You do the math....
I am about to talk fashion. Thank goodness we aren't aren't video blogging as I am in an old robe, slippers and my hair is well....it is what it is.
When I was in my late teens/early twenties, huge bell bottom pants were in fashion. The pants were usually hip huggers or jump suits. Hip huggers required wearing body suits that snapped in the crotch. Good lord...even if I still weighed what I did back in those days, I can't imagine the problems body suits or jump suits would cause. I truly am not incontinent, but something happens to me when I combine grocery shopping (which I hate) with cold weather (which I despise) once my feet cross the threshold upon return. I need to use the potty. Immediately. Sometimes I don't get my coat off. Sometimes I strip it off while doing a mincing shuffle to the bathroom. Struggling out of a jumpsuit or undoing snaps in my nether region would not be conducive to remaining cool, calm and dry.
I'm not telling you this to gross anyone out but to show that I was once a slave, somewhat, to fashion trends. I was agile enough then to carry the look. The worst problem I experienced with those huge bell bottoms was driving in sloppy weather when my platform shoes tracked snow and slush onto my vinyl floor mats. In order to keep my hems clean and dry, the legs of my pants had to be pulled up, usually above my knees.
I am happy to see that tights and stockings in whatever form have returned to the world of fashion. Sometimes it just finishes a look in my opinion, to have a little color on your leg, especially if your leg sports a little color of its own in the manner of a blue vein that you'd like to cover. Confining a few fat cells is always beneficial too, but most of all, covering your legs even with sheer nylons provides a wee bit of warmth.
Remember, I despise cold weather despite living in Michigan my entire life. A few years back when my sons' female contemporaries would go to winter weddings and New Years parties looking gorgeous except for their ice cold feet in strappy high heels with bare legs, I knew that fashion should adapt to the climate.
Last night was the Oscar Awards. I did not intend to watch any of it, but it ran long and when I settled in to watch the 11:00 news, I got almost an hour of Oscars. Morning news, of course, had to cover the awards also. I am happy to see glamor back, but I think the dresses are a wee bit too long.
I witnessed Jennifer Lawrence trip on her dress going up the stairs to accept her award. To be fair, a skirt that full would be problematic going upstairs unless you gently hold the skirt up a bit. I didn't see her hands to know if she tried to do this or was unaware of this necessity. (Can we bring back charm schools and elocution lessons?)
One last example of a dress a tad too long. Reese Witherspoon looks fantastic...except she is standing on her dress.
It is time for me to drink my saucer of milk and get dressed. I'll be wearing Lands End jeans, a J.C. Penney sweater, hand knit socks, Clark's clogs and jewelry courtesy of T.H.E. Hubby. I will be warmer than Brandi Glanville (should I know who she is???) and from the looks of that bodice, much more comfortable!