I titled this post after
something my boyfriend said to me the other day. It was the weekend and we were getting ready
to go out for the afternoon, when I asked him if the outfit I’m wearing in the
above pictures was OK to wear in public.
His exact response was, “It’s a little funky, but it’ll work.” Leave it to Al to really charm a girl.
However, as much as I would have preferred
him to say, “It’s fantastic! You look
amazing!” I was in agreement that this ensemble was a little strange. I’ll admit that a sundress paired with
awkward length cutoffs equals odd.
Really though, who in their late thirties would wear a dress this length? I suppose one could argue that this dress is
not meant for someone my age, but until now that thought never occurred to
me. I just reasoned, “Pair it with my
favorite grungy house shorts!”
While on the topic of shorts, I do want to
give myself some credit for actually wearing them. There was a long period of time where I
wouldn’t be caught dead showing off these knees. It seems the insecurities regarding the
exposure of my legs have diminished with age.
This is ironic considering I assume my legs were better looking about
ten years ago. Of course, I wouldn’t
know since I myself only saw them a handful of times. There was that period of time in high school
where I spent about five months wearing the same pair of knee length cutoff shorts
paired with a Baja poncho and black converse high tops. At the time nobody thought that, “Was a
little funky.” Man, I miss those days of
grunge.
I guess the overall theme of my post is, “different
strokes for different folks.” Some individuals
would never think to pair a dress with shorts.
In addition, there are probably
people that wouldn’t define what I’m wearing in these pictures as actual
shorts. My answer to them would be, “Baby
steps people.” Not to mention, my grungy
90’s self would never allow any garment to expose my thigh. This statement does not mean that I condemn
those who opt for the more conventional length of short. I just want to go on the record that, “It’s
not for me,”…at least not without tights and boots.
Reflecting on the idea of, “Different strokes,”
makes me think of a conversation I recently had with someone. This individual happened to be about six
years old. She came to me and asked in
the sweetest voice, “Rayna, do you have any daughters?” Usually this type of question immediately annoys
me. Needless to say, I’ve been asked it
frequently. However on this occasion, looking
at those big innocent eyes, I couldn’t feel anything but, “Awwwww…” I responded, “Nope, no daughters.” She continued with, “What about sons?” I answered, “No, no sons either.” She stood there processing this information
when she suddenly got a smug look on her face and stated, “I know…you gave them
away, didn’t you?” I was stunned that this little person even thought of that
option. I responded with, “No, I’ve
never had any children.” She suddenly
looked extremely confused and repeated emphatically, “So you’ve never had any
baby come out of your tummy?! To which I
replied, “No, never.” I could have…and
probably should have… let the conversation end there, but I felt an explanation
was in order. I continued with, “You
know, just because you’re a woman does not mean you HAVE to have a baby. Some ladies don’t want to have babies. They want their lives to belong to themselves in order to pursue the things only they are interested in, instead of taking care of a
child.” At that moment, as I was
wondering if I had exposed too much to this moldable mind, I saw her
disposition change. She looked extremely
happy. She smiled huge at me and
answered, “Rayna, I don’t ever want to have a baby.” She then marched off with her head held
high. I expect to see her in knee length
shorts soon.
-r.
Dress: Thrifted
Shorts: Thrifted
Sandals: Sanuk
Purse: Sundance
Necklace: Handmade
by local artist
Bracelet: Vintage (Gift from Mom)
You do "Funky: and "Different strokes for different folks" very well. I wonder how you adopted those traits? I like this post.
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