tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15244825.post112757618412850934..comments2024-01-02T05:16:56.424-06:00Comments on This Just In: True ConfessionsLori Stewart Weiderthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601450336245218356noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15244825.post-1127706058494153972005-09-25T22:40:00.000-05:002005-09-25T22:40:00.000-05:00Wow, those pastel pink leggings...that was 20 year...Wow, those pastel pink leggings...that was 20 years and 20 pounds ago, and we still ran screaming from the dressing room. <BR/><BR/>Yah, I guess there's a fine line here; perhaps I mixed up the issues. <BR/><BR/>My first blog was meant to reference the animosity and mean-spiritedness in which we sometimes treat each other for having different preferences than ours, and also about the generalizing, about which age or weight someone is no longer "allowed" to wear a certain item. <BR/><BR/>Here's to platform flip-flops (as long as they don't have that hurty thing that goes between my toes)!Lori Stewart Weiderthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04601450336245218356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15244825.post-1127599771241390432005-09-24T17:09:00.000-05:002005-09-24T17:09:00.000-05:00don't be so hard on y'self, gnightgirl. You've hea...don't be so hard on y'self, gnightgirl. You've heard anonymous, and I'm agreeing with her. Just because a person has a right to wear in public whatever she wants doesn't mean she should. Would you have left the house in hot pink terrycloth? You're not judging her by a different standard than you judge yourself. Black fishnet stockings under a simple black skirt, no buttcheek revealed, isn't quite the same category, so easy on the hypocrisy bit.shy_smileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12759773273488970372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15244825.post-1127589987559475462005-09-24T14:26:00.000-05:002005-09-24T14:26:00.000-05:00RC: I'm reminded of a song by folksinger Christine...RC: I'm reminded of a song by folksinger Christine Lavin called "What Was I Thinking?":<BR/><BR/>I made it to the theater as the lights dimmed<BR/><BR/>The first act was brilliantly fun<BR/><BR/>When I caught my reflection during intermission<BR/><BR/>I thought . . . what have I done?<BR/><BR/>What was I thinking?<BR/><BR/>What was I, blind?<BR/><BR/>When I bought this outfit I must have been temporarily out of my mind <BR/><BR/>___________<BR/><BR/>Ev: Thanks for ya kind words--and baby, get a blog! I think we'd all benefit from your insight, and you express yourself so well in writing. C'monnnnnnn!!!!Lori Stewart Weiderthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04601450336245218356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15244825.post-1127589793833958762005-09-24T14:23:00.000-05:002005-09-24T14:23:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Lori Stewart Weiderthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04601450336245218356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15244825.post-1127587762655340142005-09-24T13:49:00.000-05:002005-09-24T13:49:00.000-05:00hypocrit? unlikely I think, human is probably mor...hypocrit? unlikely I think, human is probably more precise. I doubt that any given situation or question in life can be split into black or white as there are a myriad of shades between. When presented with the extreme absence of what might be "good taste" you have at least acknowledged that you stopped and rolled your eyes...and took a moment to evaluate your reaction. How many people saw the same woman and silently or maybe not so silently rebuked her without given it another thought. You're quite human my dear, the kind I wish more of my friends were....<BR/>EvAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com