Today’s prompt: “Describe your personal style, however you’d like to interpret that — your clothing style, your communication style, your hair style, your eating style, anything.”
Short answer: comfortable, flowing, and eclectic.
Long answer: When I was a child, there were people in my family who liked to sew. I remember when I was about six or seven there was some sort of big family to-do — an anniversary celebration or wedding or something along those lines– and I had to have a proper dress. So one of the seamstresses in my family made this teal blue dress out of a dreadful fabric. It was probably just a cotton broadcloth, but my memory wants to call it burlap. Thick, hot, stiff, scratchy burlap. Long sleeves. Stand-up lace on the collar and wrists. An ice-cold metal zipper running down the full length of my back. I remember having to try it on for “fittings”. I would stand with arms outstretched and totally immobile to keep from being poked by the straight pins piecing it together. I remember being hollered at for not moving around naturally so they could see how it fit. I remember sobbing because it was so uncomfortable and I just wanted to rip that scratching shroud of torture off my body. I received no sympathy. I have no idea how the dress went over at the function. I have blocked that memory because of the trauma.
As an adult, I allow no person to dictate what I wear.
I will never wear anything stifling and physically uncomfortable. (Though I did go through a high-heel phase because I fell in love with a pair of snakeskin pumps to DIE for).
And I have been around the block enough times to have picked up many disparate and resonating ethnic and stylistic themes. I conform to conventional style when I want to conform, not when I am required.
My apparel style is reflective of many aspects of my life. I am eclectic in my interests and pursuits, I am flowing with positive energy and emotions, and I think, for the most part, people find me comfortable to be around.
Finally, I may not always be “proper,” but I always strive to be classy.
I guess I owe a debt of gratitude to that hideous blue party dress.
ljgloyd (c) 2015