Born in the wrong era

We're not talking funerals, where you're generally there to pay your respects to the memory of someone's life and their surviving loved ones who are grieving. (Not that people, at least in my family, don't show up to funerals in all sorts of stuff.)

I can't believe you're comparing funerals to going to Wal-mart.

And I still have no idea what "nice" means.

Nice to me applies in those situations where respect is welcomed. It's clean clothes, not looking all rumpled like you pulled them out of the hamper, no holes, no ass hanging out, combing your hair etc....

In everyday life, I could care less what you wear, that's your business, not mine.
 
Nice to me applies in those situations where respect is welcomed. It's clean clothes, not looking all rumpled like you pulled them out of the hamper, no holes, no ass hanging out, combing your hair etc....

In everyday life, I could care less what you wear, that's your business, not mine.

I think the crucial mistake still being made is that I care about any one person's approval. I don't need to be told about why I'm in the clear for you.

I'm talking about the philosophy as a whole. On page two is a guy complaining that people wear flip flops in public and wishes that women would wear dresses and heels more often. (And this is completely ignoring how dumb it is to conflate exaggerated shows of femininity for the female-bodied for displays of "self respect" and "nicenses".) That's the idiocy I'm talking about.

On what planet is self-respect conveyed by doing something you completely and utterly hate to please someone else?
 
I feel, in a lot of ways, that the 20's and 30's was the pinnacle of male fashion. I've often felt that I'd have liked to have been born in that era.
 
Is this kind of like saying most people associate clowns with humor... and anyone can dress up like a clown in an attempt to market themselves as "humorous", but that doesn't mean they are ACTUALLY funny?

or maybe this is just about the reality that marketing speaks louder than specs and user manuals?
 
I feel, in a lot of ways, that the 20's and 30's was the pinnacle of male fashion. I've often felt that I'd have liked to have been born in that era.
A dandy, eh?

If you happen to be on fetlife, I have a group there called "What Would Oscar Wilde Wear?" and you are welcome to join us

I would not want to be born in the era-- I would like to have more places to wear the clothes.
 
What's interesting to me is that I so often hear people make these statements about how they wished they had lived in this era or that era, for the clothes, or the manners, or the gender roles, or what have you. I have never felt this way.

I love the time I've lived in. It's not perfect (there is no perfect) but I've had opportunities generations of women before me never had. I've had lots of green wild spaces and slow living, but also a good chunk of exciting technology and modern convenience. I grew up feeling generally optimistic about my future--it was completely feasible for a middle class person to have a family, buy (and pay off) a house, own a decent car, and take an annual vacation. My country has universal health care, which means I've never had to worry about getting sick or injured, and I've seen more medical advancements than I can count. My gay and interracial friends can get married and not have to face being shunned by their family or society. And on I could go.

Of course, I am talking about life in Canada. So, born in the right time and the right place. Double lucky.

Things can and should be better but I am so very thankful to have lived in this era. Also--and maybe this is because I live in small towns--I don't look around and see a bunch of slobby, manner-less people. I am constantly delighted by the kindness, generosity, and politeness of the people I interact with all around me, be they in flip flops, sweat pants, or tuxedos.
 
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