Here in Comanche and Dublin, Texas as well as across the rest of the country, we are a bunch of sheep, followers, plain and simple, a revelation that came to me while I was shopping this past Christmas season.
Back before the holidays, my daughter-in-law told me that she would like to have a new purse for Christmas, a very simple request. At the time I had absolutely no idea that something as easy as looking for a cool purse would lead me to come to some rather startling truths about most of us here in this country, but it certainly did.
Now, before we go any farther, I have to tell you that I loved the fashion of the 1980s, everything from the long, gaudy sweaters to the big clunky jewelry, to the bright colors and the boots and leggings. If I had had my way, we would never have departed from the 80s style, but of course the fashion gurus of the world have to make a living and that can’t happen as long as we wear what is already in our closets, can it?
Sooooo, gradually we were forced to fill our closets with whatever hung on the department store racks, and the styles of the 80s became tacky, right?
Now, travel with me if you will to Christmas 2011 and into the “purse store.” There were probably at least 100 people shopping for purses on the day that I hit the stores and yep, the ones being grabbed up as if they were treasures were (you guessed it) those “tacky” bright colors trimmed with that gaudy gold and chains and tapestry squares! In fact, I’m sure I carried their purse sisters in the 80s myself, the only difference being that these sported a cell phone pouch.
Now, as you’ve come to recognize, it takes very little to splinter my thoughts and send them racing so it was only a small jump for me to move from fashion to pretty much everything that surrounds us, and I have to tell you that I absolutely do not like the fact that we allow ourselves to be so manipulated, our perspective clouded.
For example, take a look at the farm photo I have attached to this article. When I was growing up, this would have been considered just some “old farm land,” and no one would have considered it beautiful. The dilapidated sheds and water tank would have been an embarrassment, either a sign that prosperity did not live here or that someone too lazy to keep things in good repair did.
Now, let’s move back to 2012. Today, this is a gorgeous backdrop that photographers would be thrilled to use for a photo shoot, a photo that owners would hang prominently on their walls. Why? Perspective!
The point is that if something is beautiful today, it should be just as beautiful tomorrow, right? However, how guilty are we all for letting others dictate our thoughts and our perceptions?
The same is true of the styles of the 80s. If they looked good on us then, they would have looked just as good on us in the 90s and 2000s, right? However, we allowed ourselves to be brainwashed, didn’t we?
Now, while I can accept progress, and I can certainly understand coming to the realization that maybe something isn’t quite apropos, I can’t really accept allowing “them” to have so much influence over our thoughts and actions. I also have to wonder just how often (outside of the fashion world) we, like sheep, follow blindly without doing our own thinking for ourselves. It’s worth thinking about isn’t it?
Of course, just so you know, I’m thrilled to know that the 80s girl look is once again beautiful…it wasn’t last year, but it is this year!! J