know your audience…

… so it would seem the majority of readers are females [59%] aged 26-49 [71%] and overwhelmingly Catholic [94%]. I was pleasantly surprised to have so many male readers [41%]. You know, I worry.

This worry, at times, inhibits me from posting on certain topics; like shoes and pretty frocks, but mostly on relationships and other personal matters.

Hence, the poll; I didn’t want to bore you all to death. I am curious though, what are some of your favorite aspects to Blog? I’d love your feedback.

In the meantime, since I now know girly is the majority, let the girly commence…

Pantyhose.

Apparently Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge has brought them back into fashion. I didn’t know they went out of fashion. Like so many trends, just wait a decade and they will come back.

But pantyhose, really? I don’t consider that a trend, more of a proper fashion necessity. That’s like saying bras are out of fashion. Decorum just calls for them in any professional setting. Work, church, weddings … it’s a wardrobe standard for a women who wants to looks polished and dressed up.

Oh, I forgot. No one dresses up anymore.

I remember my first pair of Legg’s pantyhose. I was 13, and along with shaving, this event marked my departure from being a little girl. Remember when boys would get their first pairs of long legged trousers, no longer having to wear shorts? This marked their entry into manhood. Of course there was the practical, all that hemming saved as young boys grew and wasted fabric to cover the legs on rambunctious sons who would wear through the knees as they crawled and played.

Pantyhose are about dressing like a woman. A grown up. And that should never ever be “out of fashion”. I despise it when I see women, well into their 50’s, wearing the most gawd awful age inappropriate clothes in some vain attempt to clutch at youth. What happened to aging gracefully?

And men. I once had dinner with a 42 year old man who showed up for our date in ripped jeans, flip flops and a stained Weezer T-Shirt. And no, we were not going to a Weezer concert later. I’m not sure what compelled this grown man of 42, who would be dining with a 35 year old woman, to think it was appropriate or impressive to dress like a 20 year old kid for our date.

All throughout the meal I couldn’t help thinking that this was a not a man to be taken seriously. I never returned his calls. I am looking for a spouse. A man. Not an developmentally arrested man-boy who advertises the part by his attire.

If women dressed like ladies then I suppose we would have to start acting like them. And if men dressed like gentleman… well, you know.

As a single Catholic woman, I long for the days of clearly defined statuses like adulthood and gender. Things that should have never gone out of fashion.

Oh, and before you balk about how hideously uncomfortable hosiery is consider they hide a multitude of flaws. You can skip shaving for a day or two, they mask those shaving nicks, and add a little color to those pale Irish legs.