Dressing Up #MFRWAuthor

Childhood tea parties with pretend friends or with stuffed animals is not something I remember from my childhood. You could say when I was growing up that I was a tomboy. Of course, living on a working farm, jeans, tee-shirts, and a long-sleeve flannel shirt to protect against the bugs and sun were more comfortable than a skirt and blouse. 

Image by Mabel Amber, still incognito... from Pixabay
Cultural expectations were also different back them. Ladies didn't wear slacks out in public, let alone shorts, so whenever we were going to the store it was tie to get out of work clothes and dress up.

Dressing up for a special occasion can be a pleasure if the outfit fits well, looks good, and will be worn for more than just a few minutes. Nothing is more frustrating that digging an outfit from the closet to find it is too tight (or too loose) or the shoes hurt your feet. Or if it still reasonably fits, that dinner out is over quicker than you thought and you're home less than an hour later. It took longer to put the outfit together than you had it on. The ultimate aggravation of dressing up is after finding a matching blouse and skirt, or a nice dress, despite dumping out and riffling through the sock drawer, there isn't a single pair of nylon stockings without a run in them.


Image by skeeze from Pixabay
That's the end of the rant. Hope you love the pictures of fun (or not) of dressing up. Off to change back into my comfy pants and sneakers. ~till next time, Helen