All this was prompted while I was in the bathroom at work yesterday, thinking.
So as most of you know, I have a new job, and as a part of this job I have to dress up somewhat. I don’t have to wear a tie, but I have to look nice.
I began thinking about the origins of “style”. I mean where did we go wrong where just covering your body wasn’t enough. I can go back to the fall of man, where I can get mad that we have to wear anything at all. But that’s a whole new subject.
Maybe I’m just not educated enough to know about this or maybe it’s more of a social mindset issue or even a pride issue. But when I look at my limited knowledge of history, it’s hard for me to pinpoint the time where someone said, “hey I look better than you.”
I really doubt that the cavemen came home after a day of hunting and said, “hold on honey, let me change into my lounging skins”. Or one caveman said to another caveman, “George, seriously, where did you get your woolly mammoth skin, mine’s so Mesozoic.”
I wish we could go back to the times of Adam and Eve and really have no shame and wander “free” in a perfect climate. Or if we have to live post-fall, then I will be absolutely content with something that keeps me warm. Possibly a Ton-Ton, like Luke Skywalker had.
The real issue here is that I don’t like having to look “appropriate” at work for the sake of “business professionalism”. Clothes cover my “shame” and keep me warm, isn’t that good enough. I’m not trying to impress anyone. And my favorite shirt says “World’s Best Mom” on it. What’s so wrong with that??? So who cares if some researcher sees me in my “World’s Best Mom” shirt, it’s a fairly inclusive society.
My “sense of style” is fairly plain and cheap. So I can’t even justify paying lots of money for some fashion just because it comes from this or that store. Just give me things of one, maybe two, (and if I’m feeling really outlandish, three) colors and not a lot of patterns, maybe some stripes, and I’m set. And I don’t even need to accessorize, and as for shoes, just give me some reef sandals.
If only I could wear sandals to work, that in itself would cancel out my crappy commute everyday.