I must have missed the memo

Last Saturday night I went into the city to celebrate the upcoming wedding of a friend at a girls Hens Night. Despite not being a  'dancer' I was looking forward to the Salsa night organised. I used to like dancing but these days my body has flabby parts which keep dancing after the music has stopped. But more than the dancing I was looking forward to a girls night and as expected it was a great night with lots of laughs.


We were a group of women from all ages - early twenties through to their sixties and accordingly our outfits for the salsa lessons varied slightly.


Yet once the restaurant converted into a nightclub all of the women in our group, of varied age and professions, were shocked at the dress code of the young women that arrived.


I mentioned out loud that I must have missed the memo on how to dress now a days (and people and my thighs can be thankful for that) because apparently  now it is the fashion to go out in public with your Vajazzle on display.


I saw a girl walk past our table and I could see her butt cheeks out the bottom of her dress.No word of a lie. If I had been eating then her butt would have brushed my steak. It wasn't a dancing costume, just a tight, extremely short dress (some would argue a crop top pulled down) that left NOTHING to the imagine and actually revealed more than I cared to see. More than any of us wanted to see.


Now it is each woman's perogative to dress as they choose but even on the very skinny girls I saw, these dresses just didn't look flattering, or comfortable. Combined with being strapless and the girls wearing extremely high heels - the outfit looked like some kind of torture device.


This dress code wasn't isolated. Girl after girl flooded into the place all dressed like clones. All with their privates close to not remaining private. Lots of laughs were had but all of us seriously said how shocking it was and almost sad to see the girls wearing these outfits. Some of the older women remembered wearing short mini skirts in the 60s but they weren't made of lycra like these were.And they weren't so distractingly close to the genitalia that they made you forget all about the gorgeous pins.


I wondered where the motivation for wearing these outfits came from? Did the young girls really believe the outfits showed off their bodies in the best light possible? Were they wearing these outfits for men? I questioned this thought as none of the girls appeared to be enjoying the attention the outfits were gathering. Neither did the security guards who were having a very busy night.


Of course nothing makes you feel older than the "I never went out dressed like that" conversations which follow and even further the "I don't ever want to see my daughter out dressed like that".

Many of us present had little girls at home. I want my daughter to grow up loving her body, thinking she is beautiful and with a healthy developed self image with self respect. Right now I am glad she is in love with everything sparkly and thankful that Disney has set the current hems at ankle length. 


Even better, the mermaid has her legs removed with a joined together mermaid tail. No chance of a mini skirt there.


I am thankful I missed the memo and will keep careful watch to make sure none similar arrive in the future for my daughter.