Saturday, May 28, 2011
The Dress Experiment
This week I did a little experiment. I challenged myself to wear a dress or skirt every day. I certainly am not into legalism, and would never say that women shouldn't wear pants...I just think femininity deserves a comeback.
The first thing I noticed when I put on a dress was how I felt. I felt pretty. I walked with a little extra twirl in my step. I felt feminine and beautiful. I found that it made everyday chores a little more...wholesome. I just felt like the women of old, full of grace and strength and dignity. Am I being dramatic? I don't think so. Our clothes have a lot of power. It is amazing to me how wearing something a little too short or tight can completely change my personality. I feel insecure...suffocated. But, in a well fitting and flowing skirt, I feel...like me.
I then noticed my husband's reaction. He told me I was beautiful every day. Now, this is coming from a man who will say that after I've been through 16 hours of labor. He says it on days of no make-up and no sleep. But this time...it was different. His eyes lit up.
My children would say, "Mommy looks so pretty today!". They saw a softer side of me. They still reached for me with sticky hands, they buried their faces in my lap and wiped their tears on my skirt...did it make me more approachable?
I went through my day just like every day. I chased after the chickens that had escaped from their pen. I cooked and cleaned and cared for my children. I wasn't afraid of getting dirty. Clothes aren't meant to last forever.
This challenge was really good for me. Every girl should feel pretty. It wasn't that I put on a dress and all my insecurities just melted away...they were still there staring back at me in the mirror, but dressing up made the mundane feel a little more magical.