I saw a girl today and I had to shake my head for some reason. Was I ashamed of being identified as a female like she is? Was I pitying her parents or guardians? Was I sorry for the generation she belonged to? I think it's a combination of everything. If she was my sister, I would deny her. Truth is, she can't even be my sister or better still, my sister can't be that loose.
So what did she do? She wore a green skintight jean trouser which looked like it had seen better days. I can't say if she was sagging or if she intentionally pulled it down to make up for the 'undersize' issue. The band of the trouser hung on her bum - not the waist as supposed. Then she had this 'it-was-white' tanktop which she tucked into the trouser. The idea was to cover the part of her bum which would have otherwise been available for public viewing. Thanks to the little sense of decorum she had left,she thought of that and also remembered to wear a jacket over it to keep her over-obvious bosom in check. The only thing about her that I liked was the jacket, but she killed that like with the way she wore it. The background color of the jacket was black. Then it had poker dots on it; pink,orange,white, blue.....no green. Maybe it was the white on it that made her consider wearing it, but you needed to have seen it....ERROR!!!
Then the hair. From what I could see, where I sat,her hair was natural. Very thick looking with signs of an attempt to brush both sides up to meet at the middle,you know, Mohawk style! I couldn't make out the color of the hair,it looked brown and black at the same time, then it had a light tint at the tips - 'orange-ish' or gold. Now there was an issue: her hair was to short to make a fringe,so she used extentions. It beats me how a dark skinned girl whose hair color accentuates her 'blackness', thinks she can get away with having blonde bangs. Maybe it would have looked better if the 'fringes' were not shooting out in a fallen manner like the dropping front of an old facecap. What's worse was that the weave-on she used was so thick, bending or brushing it into place would have been a chore. My pity for her set in when I realized she had such a delicate fine face.
But she is not the only one in her camp. I sometimes wonder that if I, as a fellow female, can be infuriated by the manifestations of this craziness, what then would the men folk say. But they also have some share in the blame. Everyone does. I wonder what home these girls come out from sef. Don't they have parents,siblings or other family members?
Have we lost the sense of what is right because of fashion? Has the buzz of fashion come down us like a plague? Is the concept of being fashionable a crazy idea? I think we have just pushed the boundaries of fashion to accommodate our experimenting with colors, patterns, order and norm. This has folded the hands of 'proper' and bitten the tongue off 'decorum'.No one can correct the excesses of these fashion crazy folks, who have without doubt confused what being fashionable and trendy means.
If parents would remember their duty to their kids,the society and the world at large, they might realize that they can't keep overlooking the freedom that these little ones. I say little ones,cos the older ones have the advantage of maturity to interpret what fashion and being trendy should be like. If the older women would stick to the fashion items that are meant for their ages and stop wearing undersized clothes, misusing make-up and learn how old + trendy - trashy adds up, they would be able to stand as authority and models to the confused. It shouldn't be so hard to correct them, or is waywardness the new 'it' in fashion? Should the family sit back with a complacent manner as one (or more) of their own gallivants in these costumes?
If husbands, fiancés and boyfriends would man up to saying the truth about how their women/girls are dressed, it would go a long way in installing sensibility. Don't tell us we look good even when we look trashy, and don't smile with one cheek when we step out of the salon even when you know that the hairstyle we have on does not do us justice by the looks. This might be a case of the kettle turning to the pot for help as sometimes the men folks don't even have a clear understanding of what the subject in focus is about.
This is my take. Looking pretty is a major issue, your confidence even lies on it most times. Go on, play with colors, but remember it is not a masquerade party. Your hair is your crown wear it well, or it would look like you borrowed what is on your head without even checking if it fits in the mirror. Your legs are also great asset-they could be. 3", 6", does it matter? You compete for who rocks the pumps more and whose shoes have more height, but need I say that when you have those leg cramps she won't be there to help with the massage, let alone share the pain.
Beauty is skin deep; being fashionable doesn't birth it, it accentuates it.
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