My Last Day In Hosiery
27 sept. 2005 12:08 AM
Sep. 1, 2005 was the last day that I wore hosiery.
Why would I give up something that I love so much? I put so much thought into making it go mainstream and acceptable, and yet I gave it up like that.
The answer to that question is complex.
First, the story. In the evening of Sep. 1, my brother came over unannounced, and literally just walked in without ringing the doorbell or knocking. He saw me wearing hosiery. He was a bit shocked. In fact, he went away after he was done with his visit and talked about it with his wife, and his wife thought that I might be gay [he told me this]. When he came back that night, he had another conversation, and it was almost a heated conversation. Needless to say, I wasn’t pleased with his attitude, and I felt like he was looking down on me. I won’t bother with too many details of the conversation.
He and his wife felt offended and uncomfortable that I would wear something like that. He compared it to how I would feel if he wore panties and/or a bra. The funny thing is that they would still feel offended and uncomfortable, even if I didn’t wear it around them, and/or if I wore pants and socks over top of my hosiery.
The reason that I would give it all up cold turkey, is because I would want to value people more than I would value clothing. Also, it’s easier to give up a battle and take a second shot at it in the future, than it is to fight and argue until we are at each other’s throats. I’m hoping to bring up the issue in the future, or at least find a way for him to change his mind. If he changes his mind, then I would consider it as him giving me permission to wear, whether he says that I can wear or not.
It bothers me that people would be like him and his wife. It bothers me even more that he makes an effort to tell me what to wear, how to wear it, how to cut my hair and how to style it. It bothers me that he is more liberal than me, yet he has less understanding. It bothers me that even though I was wearing hosiery made by men for men, he would still be offended by it. I’ll never want to share anything with him & his wife again. I should point out, that he tells me what to wear and so on, because he’s trying to give me a make-over, and I suppose that he’s trying to do it out of consideration.
My suggestion to all my readers: think twice about how you confront people.