Jan 18th
Elegance
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When I hear the word elegance I’m immediately vaulted back into time. I think of Victorian Era where ladies wore corsets and ridiculously puffy dresses. I think of how one aspired to be “lady-like” and presented themselves with proper manners and etiquette . When out at a ball you conducted yourself with grace and elegance.
I also think how fake all of it is.
And how oppressive.
While, the elegance and sense of grander is something that appeals to me. I love reading and watching movies in this time period.Β Through my progressive lens, I just notice how stifling it all must of been.
Sometimes, i fantasize about living during this era. How nice it must of been to have men with a sense of honor and chivalry. To be courted.
Then, i think of my personality and I would of been an old maid, never married.
I am anything but elegant. Hell, I’m barely a girly girl.
I grew up playing in the dirt with the boys. I rode bikes and jumped fences. I had scraped knees and elbows. I was always dirty from outdoor play.
It’s safe to say , i didn’t play with barbies.
As a teenager, i did have a diva phase.Β But that comes and goes. I’m always a jeans and tee shirt and sneakers type of gal. Hair haphazardly tossed up into a pony tail.
The last time i wore make up was Halloween. The last time i dressed up must of been over the summer. Everyday, i wear jeans and tee shirt ( sweaters now that it’s winter in my part of the world).
I’m just not that girly.
I lounge when I sit. I don’t sit up straight. I speak my mind.
I have no elegance.
Sure, I can be professional and proper and have manners.Β But, if i have choice?
Nope, not this lady.
That’s why I write stories… there is no elegance about me either, but all of my female characters have traits of elegance π I live vicariously through them
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Our characters bring to life little pieces of our dormant soul.
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Indeed they do π
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Yes, those Victorian ladies looked elegant, but think of the agony of being shoehorned into a girdle by your maid, with her foot in the middle of your back as she hauled on the laces that do up so tight that, over time, your internal organs are actually displaced and pushed up into your ribcage.
That makes jeans and a t-shirt practically therapeutic garments.
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So sorry, your comment was trapped in spam comments and I didn’t notice until I logged into a computer (I blog mostly via phone) . Thanks for your visit. I agree with you. I like my internal organs exactly where they are π .
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This is my favorite of the Elegance Just Jots today. Stifling, yes, it must be, at least at times. Had I lived in such a time, I think I might well have been your old maid friend π
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Thank you so much. Well, atleast I would have good company!
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