So - I've been in Newfoundland recently (thus had no idea that, once again, blogs were not posting...sorry!). It is a beautiful province - rocks, whales, cliffs, trails and a sense that one can take time and 'catch up'. I put away my Blackberry, used the iPad only to watch a movie/read a book and challenged myself to tell time by my hunger only.
And I watched folks in summer finery when I wasn't distracted by the greener scenery.
20+ years ago, no one would have shown a bra strap (which made spaghetti strap tanks/dresses a more difficult option). Then Madonna made underwear into outerwear. And now bra straps of all colours and ilks peek from sleeveless garments across the land. It's marvellous! It is a 'hang up' no more!
15 years ago I taught a class where, in a film clip, an advertising executive stated "Hair colour? Ah, once we have you there, we have you for life!" (one of my grandmothers dyed her hair coal black till her 90s) Today, colouring one's hair is no longer a secret. Roots are a fact of life. Highlights, low lights, rinses and full out colour - it's all about choice for women and men. Even green or blue streaks are found across our country.
Bare legs. Ah. I remember one job working in front of a fast fryer where "all ladies must wear nylons" which melted against our legs with the grease spatters.
It's little changes that have created more choices for women. Things our daughters take for granted (as they should) - open toed sandals and green or purple nailpolish; public belly laughs and acknowledging that not only do women "glow" but we perspire! (heat wave anyone?)
My bra strap today is mandarin coloured, my toes are coral and my legs are bare so my new tattoo can heal better. These are my choices; thank you Madonna and all the women who continue to pave the way for more options.