Yes, you won’t be surprised to hear, I DO NOT like this way of thinking… I know, shocker, right? You also won’t faint from surprise when I tell you that, to me, ‘dressing for your age’ and ‘being age appropriate’ is just another way – in the list of many, many ways – of telling women what to do with their lives.
Mick Jagger is stubbornly still having babies at 105 and we never hear ANYbody say that’s not age-appropriate.
Peter ‘RIP’ Stringfellow used to wear a thong on the beach, and had a mullet, skintight trousers and a leopard-print shirt open to the midriff, did you ever hear anybody tell HIM to dress for his age?
Did ANYbody ever tell Hugh Hefner to ‘go straight upstairs and put on some clothes, for goodness sake’? No, didn’t think so.
Does anybody tell David Beckham, age 43, to put his top back on? Does anybody ever, ever tell men to act/dress/cover up according to their age? And yet, every day I’m hearing that this is precisely what women should be doing.
You know what that really means, don’t you? It means when men want to see your flesh, you should show off your flesh. When you get to an age where they no longer want to see it, you need to cover up – or get criticised for it. That’s basically it. That’s what it boils down to.
And you can sum up that sentiment entirely with the quite frankly disgusting term ‘mutton dressed as lamb’. If you are not quivering with rage every time you hear that phrase, you are really not understanding that we are being described as meat.
On top of that, it’s either meat that is delicious and tender, or meat that is unpalatable unless boiled for many hours and served with slimy carrots. OK, perhaps there is a little too much detail in MY analogy, but you get the drift.
Listen, if you are 30, 50 or 80 and want to cover up your body because that is what YOU want to do, then I fully support you. But if you are doing it because someone told you that it’s great for a 14-year-old girl to wear a mini skirt, but NOT OK for a 41-year-old woman to wear one, something is very, very wrong.
My grandmother is 96 and she gets her nearly-100 bingo wings and lived-a-life crinkly legs out in her 1960s summer dresses when it’s hot. YOU try telling her how to dress and see what you get…
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