Monday, August 11, 2008

Sweltering Heat and a Fashion Statement



Well you can't say that your surprised. It had to happen sometime and you knew it did. This is my obligatory whine/diatribe about the heat of summer and how badly I do detest it. Now I know what you're going to say, "oh it's been relatively cool for that past few days." Fine I will give you that today wasn't very hot but I will not be dissuaded. I am convinced that I am just a hotter (no not in that sexy sort of way, I know) person. There are cold people. You know who they are. They're the ones who you see chattering in a long sleeved sweaters while your sitting there in shorts and a flimsy top sweating like a runner in a marathon in the Sahara desert. They are the ones that have the unmitigated gall to turn off the fan that you just switched on saying something like, "Oh who turned this on? It's freezing." "I turned it on" you say "me the one who is as we speak undergoing the phase shift from solid to liquid and if you don't turn that fan back on it will be vapour next."
Well I am a hot person and I think that's the point I was trying to make. I don't know for sure though. You'll have to get back to me in the fall when my brain has hopefully resolidified where it belongs.
I have not a solution but an idea that may help. Anna's little foray into vintage fashion reminded me of a thought that I had while feeling the top of my head being turned into a torch by the relentless sun. Parasols. I shall, nay I must bring parasols back into fashion! Oh how Victorian of me! But just think this is the age of being told to avoid UV rays and use SPF 500 sunblock if you don't want to have skin cancer by next week. Sure it was out of vanity and a strange feminine ideal that caused women to be treated like a piece of fine bone chine that could shatter at any moment. Still they were on to something with those parasols. Now I'm not suggesting that we bring back the bustle (my butt is large enough thank you) or the fear of a glimpse of female ankle (I am a shorts wearing hussy after all). I do love vintage clothing but I don't want to wear it every day. I think a parasol paired with jeans and a tee shirt would be fabulous. I like the mixed fashions.
All I ask is that we have more lacy umbrellas and matching fans, while we're at it, available in stores. And that the next time you step out to brave the roasting sun you give the modern Victorian look a chance.

3 comments:

Anna Wilder said...

You're a "Northern type", like me. I'm going to move to Iceland someday, just you wait and see if I don't.

Love the painting. Is it Monet? If not, I've just made an arse of myself :(

I want that dress & scarf! Oh, and the parasol, of course.

Deborah Moore said...

I'm so glad you said something about mixed fashion. That's how I feel as well. Give me a time period skirt (victorian nixing bustle, regency, or elizabethan) and modern shirt or an elizabethan shirt and jeans.
Can the fan look time period, but have an electric fan hidden in it? That would be brilliant.
If you move to iceland, anna you need to squeeze a puffin for me. I think they are so adorable. Although they live on the edge of cliffs so it might be hard to squeeze one.
I hear you whole heartedly about the heat. After it gets above 75 my mood gets exponentially ornerier, corresponding with the heat. I'd like more rain so it can cool off and River and i can go splash in puddles!
The only thing I don't like about winter is when it's cold, but it isn't raining or snowing and the ground is covered in dirty snow. It's not the cold that bothers me then, just the stagnation and feeling like I'm in someone's dirty freezer.
I've seen a few leaves change color already. Hazah!

Stiney said...

I have to mention the other day I was driving to work (Trust me I did not want to be doing it, but but I guess we need money to live), and I saw something and thought of all you loverly ladies.

No it was not 3 loverly ladies walking down the street. It was in fact 2, but one of them struck my fancy... well maybe not struck my fancy so much as caught my eye.

She was wearing regular modern cloths with one exception, the was using a rather large lacy pink and white umbrella (and no, it was not raining, just very sunny and hot). It was memorable.