Shawn and I are going to see STOMP tonight. I've wanted to see it for years but have only recently talked my husband into being a little more cultural. I would be more comfortable going in a long sleeve shirt, jeans and tennis shoes, at least physcially. Mentally however, I would be critiquing my own outfit against those around me. Normally, I don't care what others think of what I wear. I'm fairly confident about myself and my appearance. The only place I feel out of my element is at the theatre. A few years ago, Shawn took me to see the orchestra on Valentine's day. I had only been to the theatre on school trips at that time. I had no idea what was expected of my attire. I believe I wore jeans and a nice sweater. After standing and waiting for the doors to open for about a half hour, a girl standing near me said I thought you were supposed to dress up for this thing. I was mortified. I felt like white trash. I wanted to sink into a hole. But I stuck it out and enjoyed the night a great deal. I will never forget that girl's comment though. (I'm not sure if it was about me or not but I FELT like it was) So I'll wear the stiletto's and the black pants if only a way to feel more comfortable before the lights go down for the show.
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