I was watching an episode of I love Lucy, and in this episode Lucy and Ethel were preparing to go shopping. In order to go downtown, the women had to change from their housecleaning clothes into suitable attire which consisted of a nice suit, gloves, stockings, high heels and, of course, a hat.
When I go shopping, my decision concerning dress involves whether I am going to wear my good running shoes or my not-so-good running shoes. If I am walking a mall that stretches for two miles, I am not going to wear heels for the simple reason that mall floors are always slippery, and I think heels and a slick tile would just cause my premature death.
I know that heels are in, but I am not graceful in them. Sure, I can pull them off for the occasional wedding, business meeting or formal event, but for the most part, heels do not add anything positive to my appearance. I think it could be a generational thing. My mother is great in heels. She wore them every day. My daughter wears medium sized heels for work and on the weekend, the real high heels come out. She loves her designer shoes and will spend big bucks on them. Am I shocked by the prices? No, but we tend to keep the exact figure from my husband who thinks $29 for a pair of shoes is a lot.
It’s funny how my generation of women was a little late arriving to the high-heel shoe trend. I think it’s because we came in after the hippies who bestowed upon us the radical ideas that women did not need high heels, bras or men to be fulfilled. While my generation agreed with the not needing of men, we totally rejected the hippie’s distaste for cute shoes and bras. We realized that cute shoes are just too fun and should be a part of every woman’s wardrobe and bras – well, as we watched the hippie women before us age, we learned that as we get older, letting “the girls” go wild is neither practical nor attractive.
I do not believe it was the hippies who did away with women dressing up every day. I think some of the blame has to go to Jackie Kennedy Onassis – at least the demise of hats. Myth has it that Jackie forgot to wear a hat in public one day, and women everywhere said “If Jackie can do without a hat, so can I!” And just like that, the entire hat industry was killed off – for both women and men. Hats for men have made somewhat of a comeback. Very few men do not own a baseball cap, and men today have more options on how to wear them. While the more conservative guys wear them with the bill in front, there is a large number of males who like to sport the “Yes, I have a low intelligence” look and position it backwards on their scalps.
I think I would like to go back to the days for about two weeks when people dressed up all the time. I think two weeks would be just the right amount of time needed to teach people how to dress again. For so many of us, work requires only casual clothing which is nice, but it puts us out of practice for more formal events. When I was a teenager, it would take me about 30 seconds to put on stockings; now, it is a 20 minute ordeal and it’s not that I am heavier or more out of shape; I just hate to put them on.. Granted there is more to pantyhose now. The fabric is designed to suck everything in which makes it harder to pull them up to my waist. The fabric also makes it harder to breathe in them and then my legs get itchy because they feel trapped, and so my whole day in panty hose is spent dreaming of the moment I can take them off.
I have accepted the fact that I am a jeans and tee shirt person, so I don’t miss the days when women dressed up to go to the grocery store. However, that being said, if Jimmy Choo or Christian Louboutin want to give me a pair of their $1000 shoes so that I can help inspire women to return to the days of a more formal wardrobe and accessories, I am willing to make the sacrifice as long as those shoes come with a guarantee that I will not slip, fall or twist an ankle. How hard a guarantee can that be?
Hi there Donna this was a real good post, and, to you and all of the women on this brilliant site I truly hope that each and every one of you gets your high heels from Jimmy Choo or Christian Louboutin. The way a heel shapes the calf muscle, to an old man like me nothing looks nicer. There is however the wearing of panty hose, who ever invented them (Allen Gant in 1959) should be given to Rick Perry and shot. Please bring back stockings and suspenders and of course the giggle zone the area of bare thigh just above the stocking top. I rest my case while showing my age. Great post Donna. 🙂
so, you are a thigh high stocking man, Pete! I see, I see. I understand your love for them, and that’s okay as long as garters do not come back as everyday wear. 🙂
I often think about how adults in the 1950s and before would “dress up” for seemingly everyday events like shopping or going out to dinner. It makes me wonder where this generation kept all their clothes. When you look at most of the houses built 1960 or before most of them have very small closets even in the master bedrooms. 🙂
Yes, good point Ted! The closets were nothing like the closets that exist now. I know because we turned our extra bedroom into a closet. That is how desperate we were for space and I don’t even have a lot of clothes. Where did they hide all that stuff?
i am also willing to give Choo or Ferragamo a try…after all, it is for the women….let me know when they call! 🙂
Definitely will! I sent a nice note offering my feet for the experiment. Let me know your size and let’s see what happens! 🙂
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Hi Donna it’s always a pleasure to read your writings. For a man person like me it’s a miracle that women can balance on those heels (believe me I am always in awe of women wearing high heels and that is the reason for my jaw dropping) and thanks to Sex and the City movie I know a few names of shoe designers and that what a big deal they are for women.
But I am writing this just to ask you if you have a full size of the picture in this article. Just curious about the position that’s all.
well, Maheep, normally I would oblige with a bigger picture but that Christian Louboutin and the attached foot belongs to my daughter. LOL