Last night I posted a picture on One Tired Working Mommy’s Facebook page showing middle aged women shopping and wearing footie pajamas. I made the comment that even though I am a tired working mom I would never be so tired as to leave the house looking like that. That post was seen by 24,342 people, liked by 369, and shared 27 times. For One Tired Working Mommy that is actually some rather high numbers since I am still relatively new on Facebook and in the blogging world.
However, I was shocked by the comments I received from several people. Instead of the typical LOL, ROFL, or whatever, I received some harsh criticism saying for me to shut up, stop being a hater, and several said they would be only to happy to leave the house wearing footie pajamas. Many of the harsh comments came from guys and girls who were pretty young, say 17 to maybe 26 or so based on their pictures, but some were from older individuals.
I have never been called a “hater” before and I found myself pondering the situation. Was I being mean spirited? Was I wrong to think grown women should not go out in public, even to Wal-Mart, wearing an outfit like the one I put my five year little boy to bed in each night? I can honestly say I had no mean intentions when I made the post, I just really thought it was funny/weird. Still, I take responsibility that I may have been out of line to have made that post.
A lot of girls said they saw nothing wrong with it, and many said they would do it too; one even went so far as to say she would have no problem wearing footie pajamas to the bar. Seriously? Footie pajamas to the bar? Hope she isn’t looking to have a guy hit on her because if a girl wears footie pajamas to the bar the first thought most of the guys I know would be, “This chick is nuts.” I realized something last night from the comments and that the world has changed in the last ten years or so.
When did the act of getting dressed become optional in our society? When did pride in your personal appearance disappear? I’m not talking about wearing Chanel or a pair of stilettos to the supermarket, but just basic clothing. You know, a pair of pants that doesn’t show your butt crack or, god forbid, your vagina, a shirt that leaves a little something to the imagination, shoes, and undergarments!
I mean come on, if you are wearing a skirt that is less than an inch below you butt, why would you even dream of leaving the house without a pair of panties on? Better yet, why wear a skirt that is less than an inch below your butt? No one wants to see whoohoo all hanging out for goodness sake.
I also know what some people might be thinking, ‘Well maybe these people are too poor to be able to afford nice clothes.” I don’t buy that argument. If they had the five dollars to buy the fishnet shirt they are wearing over their totally exposed black bra, then they could have spent seven dollars at the local Wal-Mart and bought an actual shirt that covers their boobs, cellulite, and stomach. In the picture I posted last night I saw women who had basically given up on themselves.
Also, some ladies need to accept the fact that they have gained weight since they left high school. If you are still wearing the clothes you bought ten years ago but have since gained 15, 20, or 30 pounds or MORE, you need to realize that your butt crack is going to show, your boobs will be popping out of your shirt, and your back fat will be sticking out over your bra.
I am not by any means a skinny person. After two babies my stomach is never going to return to its original position without a surgical intervention. I gained 60 pounds with my first and then 40 with my second. But I have enough decency to not make the rest of the world look at it hanging out covered in shriveled up stretch marks.
I also know how busy and tired most moms are. I work full time and I have two boys who never run out of energy. I cook dinner daily, pack 15 lunches a week, do 85% of the laundry in the house, and pretty much all the cleaning and shopping. I am exhausted most days. However, I still wake up fifteen minutes earlier than necessary so I can put on some make-up, fix my hair, and put on the clothes that I selected the night before. Doing this is my way of saying that I am important enough to give a little TLC to myself, that no matter how busy I am I can still take a little pride in myself and my appearance. Not to mention I don’t want people looking at me like some white trash hoochie mama either.
People always talk about the mystique of French women, but really, is it that much of a mystery? They take the time to look after themselves as well as their families. Most French women don’t own closets full of clothes, just a few good pieces that they then toss a scarf over and a pair of earrings. They brush their hair and put on some lipstick. Being a lady is not that difficult or costly. It just takes a bit of time and an attitude that says I am worth it. Plus, there are even cute clothes to be acquired at Wal-Mart. Here are just a couple of pics of what I think are nice clothes. They may not work for everyone but they are pretty, and Wal-Mart sells plus size as well.
I would love to know what others think. Am I being a “hater” as I was called or am I right, that a person put forth at least a little effort.