3rd April 2020
“Dress shabbily and they remember the dress; dress impeccably and they remember the woman.” ~ Coco Chanel￼
It’s important to wear the right clothes for the right occasion – right?
Third daughter Eizabeth now works at my old school and recently, old friend Vanessa, the assistant headteacher told her “Your mum always looked glamorous !”
I can’t help wondering what Vanessa would think if she saw me now. Today, giving way to the neccessary virus hygiene and extra handwashing routines, my glamorous long polished nails are devoid of colour and chopped short. Any trace of makeup upon my pale skin has long gone. My hair with its mid-blonde highlights is losing its glamour, the roots that now reveal shades of light-mouse, sprinkled with one or two strands of grey have begun to show the signs that we are living in a country on total shutdown.
Still feeling liberated, I am unconcerned by the lack of glamour – one day we will return to normality.
Last week, after popping her head around our connecting door, eldest daughter Victoria asked: “Mum, why are you spending all day in your PJs? You have to make an effort, not getting dressed is bad for you!”
I don’t know about you, but I am not the slightest bit wary of wearing PJs in the daytime and anyway I find pyjamas unbelievably comfortable in comparison to traditional daywear and if Victoria had seen me at other times during the day she would have noticed that I was indeed making an effort.
Realising I would no longer have visits from ‘outsiders’ and having no intention of leaving the house I had previously arranged my COVID-19 ‘pyjama wardrobe’ into daywear, nightwear and something a little more glamorous.
Last evening, dripping wet, I climbed out of the shower to answer my phone and was instructed by Victoria “Come down to your kitchen in five minutes and have a drink with us!”
I dried off quickly, and in the kitchen, I was greeted by the warm glow of delicately scented candles on the kitchen worktops (counters). Seated immediately next to the connecting door to their side of the house and on own bar-stools was Victoria with my fourteen-year-old granddaughter Daisy.
“Oh, Mum, you look nice, very glamorous!” Standing five metres away from them wearing satin and lace french navy PJs, I replied, “Yes, I’ve dressed for the occasion!”
(C) SueW-nansfarm.net 2020 Wednesday Challenge Wary from Weekly Prompts. 3rd April 2020
Editorial Comment: Although we are practicing social distancing, and in my case self-isolation, we regarded ourselves to be pretty safe when seated at more than five metres apart.