Last week, I shared an article on my personal Facebook from the New York Post. It was titled, quite wonderfully, “For the love of God, stop dressing like crap” and sparked a very interesting conversation – why do so many people dress like crap? Why are women wearing an entire fitness get up to Target, with no gym session in sight? Why are men wearing cargo shorts and t-shirts to nice dinner dates?
A few of my friends weighed in, remarking at the amazing outfits seen during hospital visits (who is patient, and who is family member?!), job interviews, and court appearances. My friend, Kate, who blogs at The Cotswold Explorer, recounted this tale: “How do you feel about PJs in the supermarket? I honestly stood there waiting at customer service next to [a young] girl with my jaw on the floor. Proper flannel PJs, slippers and a DRESSING GOWN at 7:30pm in a 24 hour huge supermarket. The girl didn’t even look as though she was convalescing… She was stood there with her Mother having a good chat while we all waited… “
These definitely irk me. If you’ve ever asked yourself, “who cares what I’m wearing?” the answer is me. Dressing nice, in my opinion, is a form of respect. If you don’t respect the venue, guests, or event, you don’t dress up for it. Think about it this way: If you were going to meet the Queen of England, wouldn’t you dress nicely? Probably yes – because you respect her, the event, and the guests. By not dressing up for dinner, a visit to meet a new friend’s baby at the hospital, or to pick someone up at the airport, you’re saying you don’t care. You don’t respect them, the event, or the venue.
The place that really gets my skin crawling are airports. I cannot fathom why people think airports are casual venues! Do you know who you see in airports?? One time, I met Bill and Hillary Clinton at LAX. A friend of mine once stood in line behind Heidi Klum. And just imagine the kind folks who are seated in the row next to the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge! These are people we respect, and we would want to look nice if we ever happened to meet them.
Instead of ranting about what other people wear in the airport, I’ll tell you what I wear – on Saturday, I left for a 7-hour redeye flight to London’s Heathrow Airport. I wore my favorite Current/Elliot boyfriend jeans, suede plimsolls, an oversized scarf and a jacket. I had done my hair just before so that it would be clean when we landed. It was an outfit I could easily wear to the shops or to dinner, and if we happened to be seated next to Christiane Amanpour, I would have had no qualms about introducing myself.
The jeans have loads of stretch, the jacket comes off, and the scarf turns into a blanket. I never wear makeup on flights, but always cleanse and moisturize before take-off. This prevents smudged eyeliner or dry skin, and I find the time between landing and actually deplaning to be perfect for a quick swipe of mascara and concealer. While I sleep, my hair is in a top knot so I have soft, bouncy waves upon landing. I am extremely comfortable and manage to sleep on every flight, but at no point in time am I anything less than “dressed.”
Please, I beg you, ditch the sweatpants. Say no to stained, ripped, slouchy, oversized fleece clothing! Wouldn’t you feel more confident, respected, and elegant in a cute, yet comfortable, outfit? You never know who you might meet…
In other news this week…
What I’m Doing… I am in England! Check in on my British summer shenanigans on Instagram.
What I’m Drinking… TEA. SO MUCH TEA. I have been dying to try Teapigs Licorice and Peppermint, so I might pick some up while I am here as it is nearly half the price in the UK as it is in the States!
What I’m Excited About… Our friend’s wedding this weekend – a real, live English garden wedding! I chose a rosy palette for my ensemble and cannot wait to celebrate!