Your comments and observations on Tuesday’s post were fascinating and generally seem to confirm the sad state of affairs in dressing.
Annette suggested perhaps we have too many vestment choices and being so overwhelmed by myriad styles that many women decide the “uniform” of jeans, t-shirt and some form of sport shoe is the solution for most occasions.
In fact, for years now scientists have been studying the “too many choices” phenomenon and have discovered that we are overwhelmed and disturbed by “too much.” At first we’re drawn to the plethora of possibilities, then we’re paralyzed by the pressure involved in making a decision. Once a decision is made, after much consideration, we may later feel as if we made the wrong choice. Too much is too much. (This New York Times article is interesting.)
When it comes to dressing to flatter our faces and figures and equally important, to enhance our confidence and self esteem, we know after a certain age the components of what we need to accomplish those goals. It’s oh so simple. So why this malaise wherein some of us feel looking good is not (or more likely, is no longer) one of our priorities?
I am absolutely certain that for every woman in the world at one point in her life looking beautiful held a great deal of importance for her. Is she forgetting perhaps that it also held a great deal of importance for her friends and family?
This conversation is about thet level of esteem in which a woman holds herself and by extension the example she is setting for her children, grandchildren, partner, etc.
(Michelle had some relevant and thankfully, un-Politically Correct reflections on the subject.)
It is absolutely true that the majority of French women make an effort every-single-day and it is such a pleasure to see them and the creative ways they put themselves together.
It’s a choice. They have decided looking stylish is important for their wellbeing and they enjoy the minimal effort it takes.
Maybe it’s a question of organization. Maybe closets need a revamp and a serious clean out. That way when peering within there would be a minimum, but perfect, selection of items that can be quickly assembled into flattering outfits.
Among my French girlfriends, everyone is meticulously organized. As I’ve told you, my best French friend, Anne-Françoise, is so incredibly organized that I take pleasure just looking in her cupboards and closets. She claims she’s lazy and when everything is where it belongs and ready to wear, i.e. no missing buttons, loose threads, spots or stains she is taking a certain control over her life and “saving time,” she points out.
I cannot help but wonder why we don’t want to be in control of the impression we make with our appearance. Scientifically speaking, it takes seven seconds to form a first impression. If we can take charge of enhance that impression, why wouldn’t we?
Remember how much fun it once was to “get dressed up?”
Of course life gets complicated and time is precious, but “we’re worth it” as the famous ad says and the chances are very high that we will have an appreciative audience.