Even my daughter said I was a “little harsh,” and then when I explained to her what I was trying to say she said: “That’s not the way I read it. Maybe you should explain.”
So, please, let me explain. . . When I mentioned beneath the picture of the “mom” jeans that they looked like skinny jeans, I was not saying that people on my flight who were wearing said jeans were overweight, I was saying they were wearing jeans that were much larger than the ones in the picture. Their jeans were huge on them, falling off in some cases..
Also, I don’t doubt for an instant that the woman in the sweat shorts was kind, intelligent and charming and I was not referring to her reputation. I was referring to the fact that when we travel, by the way we dress, by the way we act, by the way we interact as tourists we are ambassadors for our country. We become cliches. (Every nationality does.) Think about it. Some are good generalisations, others less so.
I have a thing for message T-shirts and sweatshirts. It’s just me, you can agree or not and it’s not an American phenomenon. I think it’s rather silly to be a billboard after a certain age. There were a lot of them on the plane, I also see them in Paris.
I do not believe I mentioned Walmart, nor would I disparage hardworking people doing the best they can. I don’t see the rapport between what I thought I was saying and a person’s character. Nor did I say anything about how Americans should aspire to look like the French or outfitting themselves to some sartorial standard I may have set. I was simply saying, whatever happened to dressing nicely, making a bit of an effort? Isn’t that one of life’s little pleasures? It is not an economic argument.
If that’s how some of you read yesterday’s post, I apologize.