It’s no secret I don’t get out much. Well, unless you count Walmart, the grocery store and the occasional mandatory school function.
I guess I should say I don’t dress up much. Really, the only time you’ll see me going for any look other than extreme casual is if somebody gets married or dies. But the possibility of my going to RWA Nationals in NYC next summer is teetering precariously on the brink of probability and one of the things that crossed my mind was that it’s way too hot to wear nylons in NYC in July. (I hate the word pantyhose. I’m not sure why. I’m weird.)
Then it occurred to me that women don’t seem to be wearing nylons anymore. My husband and I went to his goddaughter’s wedding last month (Catholic ceremony & big, fancy reception) and I think I was the only woman under fifty wearing nylons. There were dresses and heels…but bare legs.
I admit I have some weird ideas in my head and I don’t know where they came from. While browsing shoes for the above wedding, Jaci shared a link to a pair, but they were open-toed.
Holy hell, you can’t wear open-toed shoes in a church!!!
While I couldn’t actually see her, I’m pretty sure Jaci laughed at me and rolled her eyes. She also told me that not only do you not burn in Hell for wearing open-toed shoes in a church, but that I’m probably the only person on the planet who worried about such a thing.
So tell me, am I also the only person on the planet who still thinks a woman’s not “dressed” if she has bare legs?
I swear, I’m only thirty-seven!