There I was walking down the aisle aimless and more concerned of the lollipop I would get after the big persnickety wedding ceremony than to mind the throwing of bougainvilleas from the pink basket hanging on my arm. Yes, I was the bratty flower girl at my aunt’s matrimony.I was six years old then and you could just imagine my wannabe mother’s face as she labored on to make me dress in that overly laced yellow gown which I prefer to call a costume. Since before I can remember, I was never very fond of or never fond of, to put it in more precisely, turning myself into another make-up project. That’s how I was, am and will be.
Imagine the photo after the wedding when all the family members of both the bride and groom gather up at the altar between the love team, all the bridesmaids and groomsmen over the next array upfront and the flower girls in front since, they make it so obvious that we are the elves in the group, smile and say “cheese” for the camera…I was the only one frowning.
The cliché goes “always the bridesmaid never the bride”, oh my am I so aghast! Why not put in “always the flower girl never just the girl”? I was forced to perform this several times and not once did I rejoice in the idea. Whenever it is presented to me I immediately abhor the thought of the next painting they will do on my face, the hairdo, the itchy lacey costume. Yuck! I wasn’t born a “fashionista”, f.y.i.
When I grew older in time, I felt relieved because sooner I will not have to go over the scenario of forcing myself into those costumes and make-up. I will have power over my decisions because I will mature. Oh, how I loved maturity sinking in. MATURITY was already synonymous to FREEDOM for me at that time.
Looking back now, perhaps, I would have grown into a different person had I welcomed those flower girl events more willingly. Perhaps, I could be the trendsetter in this day and age. I could be among the successful proprietors of boutiques of this millennium. Alas, the fashion guru or designer for Tessa Prieto…can you believe her fashion sense?
I am not your fashion guru. Just to reiterate, I wasn’t born a “fashionista”. But not being born such doesn’t mean I don’t have fashion sense. Fashion to me is COMFORTABILITY. You can look good to other people because of the skimpy clothing you have on, or the Dolce & Gabbana that you are sporting, but more than a matter of taste is a matter of comfort. The point of the matter could be spelled SARAH JESSICA PARKER, and for the clueless watch Sex and the City on HBO. She is like FASHION and COMFORT working overtime.
The flower girl has finally grown and has succeeded to own her decisions. She has grown to become the woman she wanted to be. Single, not a fashionista but with fashion sense and still bratty at times. So where do we go from the flower girl to the fashionista?
What I have learned, in the long run, is that if we relate the scenario above to our lives each day, it opens our eyes to the opportunities presented to us, and how we grab them and make the most out of them.
Sporting a Dolce & Gabbana is like making big bucks in the type of work you are employed. And like the Dolce & Gabbana, a matter of comfort, if it suits you then go do the catwalk, if it doesn’t there is still an array of fashion lines.
Copyright ©2005 Theren Alexander
2 comments:
nice job with the blog =)
Hi,
You always write nice stories. I like them and I always read them and although they are not my feelings, not my memories but I can sense what you mean. I am interested in your stories because you put your experiences, your feelings and honesty into your writings. Many people don’t have the same background or even opinion as you have but they can imagine things while reading and of course also there are people having memories, thoughts or feelings similar to yours but they can’t express themselves and as they wish they could they like to read your stories, I am sure about that. You do what I never wanted to do. At school when I was young my teachers in several languages told me that I should become a writer as they told me I was good at it. My friends told me too but I only wrote because I was forced to put things on paper to get my grade and then my teachers even forced me to read them in front of class. I never wanted.
You could have become a trendsetter in fashion if you were meant to be. However as you get more mature and gradually get power over your own decisions your destiny becomes more clear to you and it is obvious that clothing, shoes and other things related to fashion are important but not leading in your life.
Yes we get opportunities in our lives but we only grab them if we want to. We can only put our minds to it when we fully feel that an opportunity is enriching our life. If you would have had the opportunity to be a fashionista, would you grab it? If I would have had the opportunity to be a writer would I grab it?
Life is full off opportunities and it is indeed what we make of it, but we can only do if our heart and our mind is in it.
I will keep reading your stories as I like them very much.
Take good care of yourself and have a great day
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