I would like to continue a bit on the ethics of vintage clothing, having thought about it a little more over the past few days, I find it fascinating.
As women continue to fight for rights today, we must be careful to examine our wardrobe alongside our fight. I have always been a proponent of dressing well, no surprise here - preferring well-tailored clothes to throw away styles. Not that I don't mind picking up a "one season" item now and again, but the styles we choose to wear are a great indicator of who we are or who we wish to be.
If, as a collective of women we wish to show strength, courage and intelligence then I believe very strongly in dressing appropriately. Too much cleavage exposed, thigh high skirts, skin showing where it needs not be showing - all contribute to diminishing the hard work of our mothers and their fight for equality.
This fight continues to be a difficult one. As women grow more confident, we care not what we wear - knowing who we are on the inside. A grand and noble destination, but one which continues to have problems. If we choose to continue on our path of eternal youth, our clothing seems also to become younger - competing often with teens. I greatly admire women who can wear plunging necklines and look terrific, as many of them do. However, it is the general message and first impressions I still concern myself with today.
Less clothing and more skin may be a sign of feminism and modern ideals - but is it appropriate to the message we wish to convey? A message that we are strong, capable and can do anything we want can easily be inhibited by the lascivious looks received by others. Caution needs to be exercised when choosing an outfit - as important as the color combination is the significance of the theme displayed.
While I love the feminine vintage dresses that are back in style and wear them lovingly, are we misinterpreting what our mother's went through for our fight? Is a pencil skirt too sexy? That is a personal opinion. I love pencil skirts and wear them often as on my petite frame a full skirt becomes overwhelming. But I find I am now wearing them with the realization that I am a strong and confident soul - one who wishes to be attractive but not force others to stare. I am aware of the feminist struggles and do not wish to impede them - is there a happy medium?
What do you think?