Sunday, March 3, 2013

Failure and Success!

Okay guys. Truth is, I live in North America, where anytime between the months of October and March you can easily go into hypothermic shock if more than 30% of your skin is exposed. So the skirts all year thing didn't quite work out.

However, I learned a lot!

Modesty: I want it. Sometimes I have it. But sometimes I don't. With skirts, it's easy to fall into the latter category. What is too short in December is long enough for July. What is too tight in August is perfectly acceptable in February. How this happens, I don't know. (Maybe, just maybe, wearing coats allows for me to hide some of the tighter skirts.)

I want to be able to go out in public and not have people look at me and think, "Ahh! A hooker!" Not that I ever think that....

This past July, I was in the post office, waiting in line to buy some stamps, and the lady in front of me was wearing a long denim skirt, a modestly covering shirt, and loafers. Her young daughter next to her had a similar getup on, and both had almost waist-length hair. Of course, the first thought in my mind was "Woah... what strange cult-like sect of Christianity do you belong to?" Then, I looked down at my Nike shorts and tank top. It occurred to me that the message they were sending was one of modesty, chastity, purity, etc., while mine was one of a teenager who is self-interested, experiments with her boyfriend on Friday nights, and drives too fast. Is this an image I want to promote?

No. It's not. So while I have worn more pants this winter than I would have liked, I have made an effort to comb through my closet and give the tight ones to Goodwill. Loose slacks look more polished anyway.  No one needs to see me try to pour my legs into jeggings!

I'm still wearing skirts, but the shorter ones have been pushed to the back of the closet. I am coming to appreciate the merits of wearing "mermaid skirts" and tights under my uniform skirt.

I am counting my Skirts Every Day crusade as a bit of a flop, but my new appreciation of modesty as a success!

Ciao for now y'all!

Tuesday, August 21, 2012


I've been thinking, and thinking, and sleeping, and then thinking some more... actually, it didn't require that much time and effort, but I came up with some ground rules for my self-challenge:

1.   Wear a skirt every day. Not necessarily for the whole day, but for some portion of the day. Obviously, I will not wear a dress when I run. I will wear shorts and a t-shirt, and when it gets cold that will change to pants. I have some awesome purple jogging suit pants that I love to wear when I run in the snow. They are awesome. I will not forgo my right to wear appropriate athletic clothes.
2.   I have to wear something other than the uniform skirt once a week. At my school, I have the option of wearing a blue plaid uniform skirt that is in dress code length (4 inches above the crease in the back of the knee) and goes with any polo. I will absolutely wear this everyday and not make an effort to create a real outfit. That almost defeats the purpose!

3.   When I say skirts, I mean dresses too. It's the shape that matters, not whether it's one piece or two pieces.

4.   5 "slacker" days per month. This means that 5 days a month, I can be lazy and wear pants. Well, not necessarily lazy, because sometimes pants are the fashionable choice.

Pretty simple. So far, so good! I've worn a skirt to school everyday so far, although I did revert to the uniform skirt starting on the third day of school... I'll have to work on #2.

Have a great week! Love from Lee~

Sunday, August 19, 2012


Today is Sunday. This means church. I've spent most of my life in the Bible Belt. I'm Southern, and proud of it. Part of this upbringing means going to church every Sunday. It was a pain when I was younger, but now it's something I really enjoy. I attend a Presbyterian church on some Sundays, and a Church of Christ on others. Today was a COC day. Now, let me explain something: at this church, there are a handful of fine-looking boys my age who also attend. This means I dress a little more... nicely than I would normally. Nothing over the top. I just want to make sure if they are newly single, my darling face is a fine sight for their sore eyes. It never hurts. I once read a book called The Grits Guide to Life that said "If you can be ready to go in less than thirty minutes, you probably shouldn't be leaving the house at all!" This describes the theme of Sundays with the boys. In keeping with my new campaign to spend my Senior year in skirts, I wore a dress to church today.

I wore a sundress with a light white shirt (it was a little chilly this morning), sandals, and pearls.

I like how you can see the dress underneath the shirts, since the shirt was a little utilitarian and I didn't want it to take over the outfit.

I wore my strand of pearls (they go with everything, and they will NEVER go out of style!) and pearl earrings.

The white was refreshing! And the boys were there! Who knows what this year will bring! Ciao!

Senior Year in Skirts

I try to be feminine. This has been coming for a few years. I went through a stage as a 13-year-old when I was a tomboy, through and through. I hung out with boys, wouldn't wear a skirt, and wreaked havoc amongst the female population of my school. As I've matured, I've discovered that I like being a girl, I like having a feminine shape, and I want to embrace it. On the first day of school, I was sitting in a circle with my friends and noticed we were all daintily sitting with legs folded beside us, skirts abounding, and a thought came to me.

What if I wore skirts the entire year?

The weather where I live isn't always mild, but I could wear tights and thick socks and sweaters. I will be fine. Women did it all the time in the 40s and 50s, and a lot of times I crave the clothing of decades past. Was I born 50 years too late? Maybe. Does that mean I should try to bring it back. Absolutely! We'll see how this goes. I may be making a statement, or maybe no one will notice. Either way, I am going to do my best to not wear pants.