An Old Man’s Tonterías

In Victorian times there was a very prescribed dress code, the window of acceptable clothing was fairly narrow.  At least this is the impression I have gathered from the many Victorian novels I have read.  I also received the impression that this applied less to the lower classes than those more socially advantaged.

Even in the first part of the 19th century, the acceptable styles were very much dictated by society.  There is hardly a man without a hat on in pictures from the 20s, 30s and 40s, if they were outside.  Men’s clothing was almost always some dull color.  Women had a little more latitude, but not much.  I was a teenager in the 60s before mother dared Continue reading “An Old Man’s Tonterías”

Footwear?

Robin just cracked me up so bad my stomach started cramping.

When we were in Mexico my flip flops broke so I started wearing a pair of hers.  They are a little more colorful than I would normally wear, but hey I won’t see these people again.

What happened next I am blaming on my new footwear.  I am getting a sushi roll, and while I am waiting for the young lady to make it, the gentleman behind me in line starts up a conversation.  As I am leaving I swear he winks at me.  Since I thought it a little funny, I told Robin about it.

On New Year’s Eve there is a big celebration at the resort.  I see the gentleman again and I know for sure that he winks at me this time.  Again I tell Robin.

We are going through Robin’s pictures this morning.  At the resort they had set up a dance floor on the beach and Robin had taken a picture of the people dancing.  Right there in the foreground was my friend.  I point him out to Robin.  Her comment, “Why he is cute!”