Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Wednesday is "Mourning Period" Day.

Mourning Period: the conventional manifestation of sorrow for a person's death, esp. by the wearing of black clothes or a black armband, the hanging of flags at half-mast, etc.

I have black maxi dress.

It looks like this!

It goes well with my hippie loving ways. I feel so free and I can even wear it to work because I dress it up.

And I've broken a personal rule with this one by wearing it at some point each week.

And sometimes in the last month or so I've worn it on the weekend too.

Well, I think subconsciously there may have been a serious reason why I was doing this.

It has come to my attention that my days dressing like my hippie self are numbered.

Last week I called to set up a tour to visit my new school.

The lady was very nice and we talked about when I would be there.

And then she said "Well, the dean likes to meet with all incoming students, but she's not available so let's have you meet with the deputy director."

Okay no big deal I think as I finish up with the nice lady.

And then the million dollar question pops into my head.


I casually pick up my phone like the calm person that I am and tweet the question and send a text to b.e.g. and wait for a response.

And the silent freak out ensues as soon as I put my phone down.

Because really, I'm not a calm person.

I come off like I am, but I'm not.

Or may I think I come off that way, but really I don't.

Y'all will have to meet me to determine that sometime.


b.e.g. responded about the time I was ready to hyperventilate.

b.e.g:"I'd wear some nice slacks, a shirt and pearls."

me: "okay, that's what I was thinking. Shoe thoughts?"

b.e.g.: "pumps, or flats depending on how long you're walking."

me: "I think I'll stick with flats. I'd like to not put myself in the situation of falling flat on my face out of the equation as much as possible."

I began thinking about my options and was pleased.

I talked to one of the ladies at work about it and she said about the same as b.e.g. but she added that I could wear a dress.

And it hit me.

I couldn't wear my go-to outfit from the past month.

It wasn't appropriate.

My life suddenly felt over.

I mean I knew that I had dress code once I hit school. I was aware of this. This wasn't something that I was shell shocked by, but I didn't plan on hitting the state for the first time wearing my best business to the nines the first time I walked on campus.

NOW, hear me out.

I want to be an attorney.
I knew about this life of new clothing style I'd lead.
I happen to look good in a suit.

And I also like all of the above mentioned things listed that are part of the deal.

And I know that I'll add color and my touch of somethin' somethin' to make it pop.

But I didn't know that I'd be sad about my dress and all other hippie clothing like this.

I can wear it on the weekends and believe me I will.

I'll be like the Catholic school girl breaking out on the weekends in fact.

But it's just not the same.

So when you wear your black maxi dress in the near future, think of me and take a moment of silence for me and for my loss.

But don't worry, I'll be alright.

I always am.

The mourning period will pass.

Time will roll on and before you know it, I'll graduate in my aviators and bare feet, pearls and all.

Happy Wednesday!!


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brown eyed girl said...

I still think you are going to look beautiful and lawyerly in argyle during your tour!!

Would you like to start a support group for young professional women who have to forego their signature style (hippie dresses for you, jeans for me) and wear business casual more days a week than they would like? I believe there is a group of women just like us, out there, somewhere, mourning their jeans, sundresses, flip flops, oversized hoodies, and yoga pants and could use some lifting up during those long, rough days until the weekend arrives.

Gina said...

Will it make you feel better if I tell you that I tried on that dress and it made me look enormous? At least you can wear it on the weekends.

I literally could not work somewhere where I had to dress professionally. Today at work, I am wearing a stretchy tank top, white cotton pants, and my Converse.

And that's kinda dressed up for me. ;)

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