What’s Up With Labor Day? AND I’d LOVE TO WIN!
How is everyone today? This is a busy week for me. I finished my WIP a couple days ago (complete at approximately 105,000 words and now in the hands of my critique partner), and it was a long and painful birth. I had planned on being done with it in January. Gak! Only eight months past schedule. There is still lots of revision work, of course, but not for a while. In addition to that, my daughter’s wedding shower is Saturday here at the house, so that’s top of my to-do list this week.
Since I’ve got a lot of shopping/cleaning/decorating/panicking to do, I’m giving you a reboot of an old blog post from . . . oh, probably five or six years ago. With Labor Day upcoming, it is still apropos, even if it is a week early.
Wishing you all a great week, and I’ll see you next Wednesday!
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Labor Day celebrates American workers, but if we’re honest, it mostly signals the last hurrah of summer. Now, when I was a kid, it also meant my white dress shoes were relegated to the back of the closet because “no one wears white after Labor Day.” I once asked my mama why this was so, and her inevitable response was—say it with me—“It just isn’t done.” Labor Day marked the end of white shoes which were to remain in hiding until Easter Sunday and not one second before. This was Fashion Rule #2 in my parents’ house, Fashion Rule #1 being “no mini-skirts allowed.” (Which leads to the secret addendum regarding the rolling up of skirt waistbands and the surreptitious application of eye shadow, but that’s another subject.)
Wearing white after Labor Day is not the fashion faux pas it once was, but old habits die hard, y’all, and even though the fashionistas no longer enforce this particular Labor Law, as it were, my mother held hard and fast to the practice and I find it impossible to break the cycle. I can see myself attending a **NWSALD-Anon meeting for other fashion disasters like myself: “Hi, I’m Lisa, and I’m afraid to wear white after Labor Day.”
I Googled the subject and learned that the Labor Day fashion rule dates back more than one hundred years and, while no one knows exactly where it originated, it may have started as a class distinction. Well-to-do girls knew to abandon their white shoes and girls of a lesser class were clueless—or were smart enough not to dispose of a perfectly good pair of shoes due to color bias. Eventually, the rule came to include not only shoes but fabric as well. Today, fashion designers use white whenever they please, and Labor Day be damned.
So what is my problem, pray tell? I’m stuck in a NWSALD time warp! It kills, because I have the cutest pair of white Candies and I cannot bring myself to slide my feet into them. If I wear them after Labor Day my toes will rot and fall off, I just know it.
So here I sit, sans white shoes (but with my toes intact), to wish you a happy and heartfelt Labor Day.
Do you adhere to this rule? Did you ever? Is there another silly fashion rule that holds you hostage?
Have fun and be safe–
**No White Shoes After Labor Day
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