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Come to think of it, FlyLady recommends wearing real clothes and real lace-up shoes at home to increase productivity. (I can’t get on board with her on the lace-up shoes, though.)
Yeah, I don’t do shoes indoors. I only do socks on the absolute coldest days.Come to think of it, FlyLady recommends wearing real clothes and real lace-up shoes at home to increase productivity. (I can’t get on board with her on the lace-up shoes, though.)
I’m reminded of a Catholic queen and king–St. Elizabeth and Blessed Louis, perhaps?–who, though they dressed very quietly in private life, would wear their gorgeous silk and velvets when in public because it made the people happy to see pretty things, and yes, improved their morale.I don’t think that being pretty and doing good are things that one necessarily needs to choose between–it doesn’t need to be either or.
Again, there’s the issue of morale–if appearances were irrelevant with regard to performance, there wouldn’t be such a thing as military uniforms or office dress codes.
But not everyone buys into the dress equals morale thing. I can assure you most soldiers do not feel better in their dress uniforms and none of them are more productive. Morale plummets when Class A’s are required–even Class B’s are morale killers. Dress is for show not function. The dress uniforms are for ceremonies, balls, pictures, funeral detail and other special occasions. They are not relaxed or even allowed to relax. Their behavior is very restricted when wearing the Class A uniform. Moms must be functional. They must be relaxed. There is no reason for show and their behavior shouldn’t be restricted to a set standard. Motherhood requires getting messy and hugging puking kids. I’m not willing to do that dressed up with makeup on. If another mom is able and feels more natural while dressed all up, that’s how she should do things. But no way am I ever jumping in board with that. And ind if our house rules is no shoes in the house so slippers or socks if your feet get cold is the best I’m doing on days I’m home. Tennis shoes when I’m going out. Rubber boots when I’m working outside. Flats with skirts–can’t wear heels due to ankle problems.I don’t think that being pretty and doing good are things that one necessarily needs to choose between–it doesn’t need to be either or.
Again, there’s the issue of morale–if appearances were irrelevant with regard to performance, there wouldn’t be such a thing as military uniforms or office dress codes.
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My husband is not super observant, but he does notice and appreciate a new top on me.I love to wear pretty clothes and do my makeup and hair. I still keep everything fairly plain, as I don’t like to call any undue attention to myself, but I do like it when my husband and children say I look pretty in that outfit or they like my new lipstick. I hate shopping, but I love having a new outfit or new makeup. I keep a minimal wardrobe, but rotate it often enough to keep it fresh. It is an act of love for my husband, too. It pleases him to see me looking pretty, and helps our marriage. His mother, however, has always been a jeans and a tshirt gal, so when I want to be super casual, he likes that, too. He is the one who sends me shopping for myself, bless him.
I don’t exactly follow the FlyLady’s advice entirely, but I have found her to be spot-on about getting dressed for work at home. I am far more productive AND cheerful if I have a cute outfit and a bit of makeup and styled hair (even just barrettes or a bun), than if I am in lounge wear. Plus, I am never afraid to answer the door that way.![]()
Sure, but I imagine that you get a lot more done wearing BDUs than if you were in some sort of impractical-for-the-job-at-hand outfit, too, while BDUs simultaneously imply a sense of purpose.But not everyone buys into the dress equals morale thing. I can assure you most soldiers do not feel better in their dress uniforms and none of them are more productive. Morale plummets when Class A’s are required–even Class B’s are morale killers. Dress is for show not function. The dress uniforms are for ceremonies, balls, pictures, funeral detail and other special occasions. They are not relaxed or even allowed to relax. Their behavior is very restricted when wearing the Class A uniform. Moms must be functional. They must be relaxed. There is no reason for show and their behavior shouldn’t be restricted to a set standard. Motherhood requires getting messy and hugging puking kids. I’m not willing to do that dressed up with makeup on. If another mom is able and feels more natural while dressed all up, that’s how she should do things. But no way am I ever jumping in board with that. And ind if our house rules is no shoes in the house so slippers or socks if your feet get cold is the best I’m doing on days I’m home. Tennis shoes when I’m going out. Rubber boots when I’m working outside. Flats with skirts–can’t wear heels due to ankle problems.
This is so me! There’s a HUGE switch that gets flipped when I change into my PJs for the evening. Very little gets done after that, so I make sure to get the dishes, etc done beforehand.Interestingly, I am probably less comfortable and more productive in my nicer outfits. I like to wear a tunic or shirt dress with coordinating leggings during the cooler season and dresses during the warmer season. Sometimes, linen pants and cute blouses. The more comfortable I feel, the sleepier I feel. Being slightly uncomfortable and having to sit and move in a ladylike way with my feminine dress keeps my mind focused upon my duties more. And the feeling of mascara and barrettes signals me something like “I look nice, my family will be happy to look at me, I am happy and they will be happy with me, too”. Maybe it seems petty to some, but it works for me.![]()
Yes! Find what works for you and go with it. There isn’t a right it wrong here.Sure, but I imagine that you get a lot more done wearing BDUs than if you were in some sort of impractical-for-the-job-at-hand outfit, too, while BDUs simultaneously imply a sense of purpose.
I suppose it may be a cultural thing, but I don’t see a cute (washable!!!) outfit and a touch of makeup as being incompatible with hugging a puking kiddo. Oddly enough, when DD was going through her spitup-all-the-time stage, I actually felt better if I was dressed up just a tad (read: comfortable and functional and cute) than if I were wearing something comfy and functional but ugly, like yoga pants and an ancient college tee. I hate being dirty or smelly, and feeling a little bit pretty when she barfed on me made me have more of a positive attitude about it, strange though I admit it sounds. If I were wearing my sloppy clothes, I felt like “Not only do I look ugly, but I now have curdled milk all down my front” rather than “Okay, so DD spat up, it’s not the end of the world, go wash it off and change, you can still feel pretty even if you’re a mom” and I’d stay cheerful rather than getting more depressed.
I also had a pretty nasty case of PPD, and I suspect that being able to feel okay, at least, about just one small aspect of my life helped. I freely admit this isn’t true of everyone, and ditto the clothing perspective, but it was for me.
(FWIW, your attitude is much like my best friend’s perspective: she wears what’s comfortable and works for her everyday activities, period, and doesn’t dress to feel pretty unless she’s going out on a date. My daily makeup/hair/clothes routine would drive her nuts, while her yoga-pants-no-makeup routine would make me depressed…in both our cases, we figured out what works best for us, and then did it, which, like just about every other aspect of parenting, was the right answer, even if it was different.)
Yes, this is similar to what I was trying to explain about myself. A healthy inner life for me (which makes me a better wife and mother) is supported by pretty, but easily washable outfits.Sure, but I imagine that you get a lot more done wearing BDUs than if you were in some sort of impractical-for-the-job-at-hand outfit, too, while BDUs simultaneously imply a sense of purpose.
I suppose it may be a cultural thing, but I don’t see a cute (washable!!!) outfit and a touch of makeup as being incompatible with hugging a puking kiddo. Oddly enough, when DD was going through her spitup-all-the-time stage, I actually felt better if I was dressed up just a tad (read: comfortable and functional and cute) than if I were wearing something comfy and functional but ugly, like yoga pants and an ancient college tee. I hate being dirty or smelly, and feeling a little bit pretty when she barfed on me made me have more of a positive attitude about it, strange though I admit it sounds. If I were wearing my sloppy clothes, I felt like “Not only do I look ugly, but I now have curdled milk all down my front” rather than “Okay, so DD spat up, it’s not the end of the world, go wash it off and change, you can still feel pretty even if you’re a mom” and I’d stay cheerful rather than getting more depressed.
I also had a pretty nasty case of PPD, and I suspect that being able to feel okay, at least, about just one small aspect of my life helped. I freely admit this isn’t true of everyone, and ditto the clothing perspective, but it was for me.
Here’s another FlyLady story:Sure, but I imagine that you get a lot more done wearing BDUs than if you were in some sort of impractical-for-the-job-at-hand outfit, too, while BDUs simultaneously imply a sense of purpose.
I suppose it may be a cultural thing, but I don’t see a cute (washable!!!) outfit and a touch of makeup as being incompatible with hugging a puking kiddo. Oddly enough, when DD was going through her spitup-all-the-time stage, I actually felt better if I was dressed up just a tad (read: comfortable and functional and cute) than if I were wearing something comfy and functional but ugly, like yoga pants and an ancient college tee. I hate being dirty or smelly, and feeling a little bit pretty when she barfed on me made me have more of a positive attitude about it, strange though I admit it sounds. If I were wearing my sloppy clothes, I felt like “Not only do I look ugly, but I now have curdled milk all down my front” rather than “Okay, so DD spat up, it’s not the end of the world, go wash it off and change, you can still feel pretty even if you’re a mom” and I’d stay cheerful rather than getting more depressed.
I also had a pretty nasty case of PPD, and I suspect that being able to feel okay, at least, about just one small aspect of my life helped. I freely admit this isn’t true of everyone, and ditto the clothing perspective, but it was for me.
(FWIW, your attitude is much like my best friend’s perspective: she wears what’s comfortable and works for her everyday activities, period, and doesn’t dress to feel pretty unless she’s going out on a date. My daily makeup/hair/clothes routine would drive her nuts, while her yoga-pants-no-makeup routine would make me depressed…in both our cases, we figured out what works best for us, and then did it, which, like just about every other aspect of parenting, was the right answer, even if it was different.)
6pm.com for really reasonable BRAND NAME shoes.I basically need an entirely new wardrobe. What hasn’t been worn to bits no longer fits.
I bought three new sweaters on clearance at Kohl’s this week. And wouldn’t you know, I still feel guilty, even though before that I had exactly two shirts suitable for cold weather.
I dunno. Clothes are hard. (But shoes are worse!)
ETA: I will say that I’ve gotten better about self-care, though. I get regular exercise which is great for my physical and mental health, and I did bother making sure I got good running shoes (although still clearance).
You guys don’t wear makeup?Here’s another FlyLady story:
In her book, she mentions that when she was (name removed by moderator)atient at a mental health program (depression?), part of the program was that she was required to make herself up EVERY day.
I’ll dab on a little concealer now and then, but I never really got the big Girl 101 course growing up, so there are whole areas of makeup that are a complete mystery to me. (Eyeliner–what is it for??? And foundation–how do you use it without winding up with a creepy clown look???)You guys don’t wear makeup?![]()
Lawdamercy!(Very extreme indeed, but I was once informed by a self-appointed appraiser of such things on a traditional Catholic singles’ email list that if he could tell that a woman was a woman by looking at her from the neck down in public, he’d lust after her, but that would be her fault. As I said, extreme, but reflective of the culture.)