Deep Thoughts on the Legging
Warning: This really isn’t a story to share or to collect but rather random
thoughts on a subject of truly shallow depth that won’t be relevant within
two fashion cycles. I know others have ranted long on this topic. It’s my turn.
Leggings.
I get it. They
are comfortable and cheap. Leggings are readily available. You know when
Walgreens has an end cap crammed full, people are buying. They look great on
ALL people…from the ankle to the knee. They look great on SOME people far into
the heavens above the knee. They have elastic waists and that is always a plus.
They come in all colors and even all sorts of funky and cute designs. They are
the righteous commander of layering and best of all? A built-in girdle for us
lovelies over 45. I totally get leggings and I love them.
But.
All that
rationalization still does not make leggings … well, pants. I’m sorry. Leggings
are more on the line of panty hose, really. Nontransparent panty hose. The
double cousin of tights.
Someone really
slipped this one in and I know who it was. I blame the leggings popularity on
its forerunner, Mr. Boots. Because boots showed up all trendy and cute and we
tried cramming our boot cut jeans and cords into these leatherish containers.
We walked around with fat ankles and rumpled knees until someone said screw it
and just settled on leggings. As pants. Which is tragic.
Do I need to
explain why this is fashion tragedy? Come on people. You get it too, right? All
the beautiful real estate that lies between the ribs and upper thighs is
already reserved for ballerinas and lifeguards and gymnasts within the context
of their art. Not exactly the places our eyes need touring on a normal Tuesday
at school or work or even on routine errands.
Here is the fashion
white elephant I’m choosing to call out this morning. Leggings are an
undergarment.
True. Story.
Other garments NEED to be worn over them. Well more specifically, at least from
the mid-thigh up, in my mothering bossy opinion. (And…cue a set of eyes rolling
all the way from Texas) Yes, that portion of a layggin’ just need covering up.
Now you may be one of those gals who can pull off the full monty of
legging-ness. Jolly good for you. But in the name of loyal sisterhood, may we
just agree to stand in solidarity to cover up the derriere?
We fellow
sisters thank you in advance on behalf of our husbands and sons. We send thanks
from those of us in your community who sometimes forget we don’t have the bod
we used to and mimic trends even though lumps and bumps should stay wisely
unexposed.
I understand it
all gets complicated. For example, what to do with the exotic 2nd cousin
legging used primarily for exercise? What about when gym time goes straight
into coffee date time? Going for the long run and stopping by the store on the
way home poses serious clothing dilemmas. We might argue that particular branch
of the pant family are sturdier and less revealing due to the
Lycra factor. Yes, Ok. We might let grace slide you by on that one. But
only if you have actual sweat drops on your neckline while we witness you
wearing them. (I just remembered that I wrote about exercise tights last
fall.) Dressing is hard sometimes. I know. I get it
I refuse to get
all legalistic over where exactly the line should be drawn on said legging
exposure. Upper thigh, mid thigh, lower thigh….Oh for goodness sake I don’t
know. But I’m firm on the fact that above the point where Barbies’ legs
attach, nobody needs showing off in the context of normal day living. My
personal line in the sand is this. If it would cause my grandmother to ask
“Why is she walking around in her underwear?”, you need a longer
shirt/tunic/dress.
Just because
you can, doesn’t mean you should.That’s my new legging motto.
Sometimes it is
worth drawing a line against the flow of cultural fashion trends. Some things
are best left mysterious. Sometimes you have to take one for the team.
Deep thoughts
for a Thursday. You’re welcome.
Author’s Note:
Wowza! Evidently this post hit a nerve. Holy Cow! Reminds me once again of the
rich and precious power of words. Let me say: 1. These words were never written
to shame any lovely soul. Last thing intended. 2. I never stated that leggings
are bad. I wear them all the time. I only expressed my opinion that
there just might be a right and wrong way to wear them. 3. This is cracking me
up because who knew that leggings were such a hot-button topic! I’m the last
person who wants to defend or debate them. No thanks! (That means no more
comments will be posted) Feel free to look around The Story Place because I
love sharing and collecting stories here and talking about the lessons we can
learn from the greatest Storyteller. Have a nice legging wearing day!
Article derived from and credited to: http://thestoryplaceblog.com/2014/11/13/deep-thoughts-on-the-legging/
Updated April 12, 2015
Updated April 12, 2015
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