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Mar. 31st, 2007 10:27 pmYou know, after a few weeks of actually having people show up at the costuming club meeting, I think I'm getting spoiled.
Then again, it might just be me thinking "wait, I specifically arranged for this girl to come over so I could help her, where the heck did she go?"
On the other hand, while I didn't get to have a meeting, I did get a chance to sit out on the porch area of Moore next to the lilac bush and knit for a few minutes in the fresh air, which was lovely, so I guess it all balances out.
Tomorrow, hopefully, I'll get a lot of work done on my paper. Ideally, I'd like it done by Tuesday, so that I could lend one of my books to someone else, who mentioned that it might be useful for her. Of course, now I'm heading out of the fun research/learning portion of it, and I now have to just write it all down.
And in other news, checking into an OTF_wank over modesty is somewhat mind-boggling. Apparently there was a survey done through one of the more fundamentlist/ultra-far-right Christian groups on how the guys perceived modesty/what was considered modest versus immodest. Predictably, there were people who read these guys' comments and were outraged. Me? Well, okay, I see why a lot of the people over at the feminist's community in question were upset/annoyed by the guys' comments, as many of them were just rather out there.
I was just amused that the guys automatically assumed that if a girl were to ask her father or brother about whether what she was wearing was appropriate, that the father or brother would give the answer these guys were angling for. I distinctly recall certain occasions where my oldest sister and I would look at something, turn to our dad, and demand that he tell us he wouldn't let us out of the house in whatever it was. Dad, rather infuriatingly at the time, would always respond that he'd be fine with us wearing it, because he trusted us. Which, yeah, now I appreciate, but it wasn't the answer we were looking for at that particular moment. And a brother? Thomas barely notices what we wear when we sit there and force him to look. Neither one of them would work as the kind of barometer that these guys are apparently expecting. I personally tend to dress somewhat modestly because I like the way the clothes look and feel on me, and because I can do what I need to do in them.
Then again, it might just be me thinking "wait, I specifically arranged for this girl to come over so I could help her, where the heck did she go?"
On the other hand, while I didn't get to have a meeting, I did get a chance to sit out on the porch area of Moore next to the lilac bush and knit for a few minutes in the fresh air, which was lovely, so I guess it all balances out.
Tomorrow, hopefully, I'll get a lot of work done on my paper. Ideally, I'd like it done by Tuesday, so that I could lend one of my books to someone else, who mentioned that it might be useful for her. Of course, now I'm heading out of the fun research/learning portion of it, and I now have to just write it all down.
And in other news, checking into an OTF_wank over modesty is somewhat mind-boggling. Apparently there was a survey done through one of the more fundamentlist/ultra-far-right Christian groups on how the guys perceived modesty/what was considered modest versus immodest. Predictably, there were people who read these guys' comments and were outraged. Me? Well, okay, I see why a lot of the people over at the feminist's community in question were upset/annoyed by the guys' comments, as many of them were just rather out there.
I was just amused that the guys automatically assumed that if a girl were to ask her father or brother about whether what she was wearing was appropriate, that the father or brother would give the answer these guys were angling for. I distinctly recall certain occasions where my oldest sister and I would look at something, turn to our dad, and demand that he tell us he wouldn't let us out of the house in whatever it was. Dad, rather infuriatingly at the time, would always respond that he'd be fine with us wearing it, because he trusted us. Which, yeah, now I appreciate, but it wasn't the answer we were looking for at that particular moment. And a brother? Thomas barely notices what we wear when we sit there and force him to look. Neither one of them would work as the kind of barometer that these guys are apparently expecting. I personally tend to dress somewhat modestly because I like the way the clothes look and feel on me, and because I can do what I need to do in them.